<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:05:39.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>200</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8538840832320573947</id><published>2009-07-21T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:59:26.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>SORRY I AM IDEALISTIC. THE WORLD IS IMPERFECT &amp;amp; I FORGOT TO TAKE THAT INTO ACCOUNT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8538840832320573947?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8538840832320573947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8538840832320573947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8538840832320573947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8538840832320573947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-i-am-idealistic.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1793147307014974370</id><published>2009-07-12T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:17:54.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know too many zai people who are pursuing zai dreams and doing zai things, that sometimes i cant help but ask myself if im doing enough, dreaming enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have the passion to heal the world, or the linguistic prowess to be a lawyer, or is sufficiently numerically astute to thrive in the lucrative financial industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like the only field that is immediately open to me now that will potentially excite me is the field of marketing, which, unfortunately, doesnt seem to belong to the zai league. of course, such is a very superficial view. zai is subjective, and remuneration is but the only way to measure the zai-ness of any occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is further reaffirmed during my visit to L'oreal on Friday to interview Willi and Darren as required for my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they broadened my definition of zai. even though they are no doctor, no lawyer, and no financial analyst, they are nevertheless awe-inspiring in their own way. at least, they changed my perception of a marketeer. talking to them completely blew me off; they exude such confidence, poise and charm in their every move, and i can feel their passion and drive even as they speak. if they are examplary marketeers, i sure have a long way more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the session, marketing became an even more attractive option for me as marketing at work is really not as narrow as i thought it is. more importantly, i became inspired to be someone who can present myself as well as them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1793147307014974370?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1793147307014974370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1793147307014974370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1793147307014974370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1793147307014974370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-too-many-zai-people-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4724245814989672820</id><published>2009-06-27T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:29:28.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLY AWAY</title><content type='html'>dsg, i'm missing you this very moment ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e music was too deafening that i felt like i was screaming into the mic. not as wonderful as i thought i would be, but i guess it could qualify as a so-so performance. at least i din po yin! neither did i forget my lyrics. but maybe i shd stick to ballads because i dun have to dance that way. and laoshi was one of the judges omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one less thing to worry about! and im glad to have the chance to stand on the stage today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4724245814989672820?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4724245814989672820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4724245814989672820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4724245814989672820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4724245814989672820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly-away.html' title='FLY AWAY'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2880215709448615776</id><published>2009-06-24T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:49:16.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th day since he's gone for jakarta. i think i'm beginning to recall how it feels like before my first ever valentine. when he was by my side i wondered how i got by all the while without a partner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of nervous over my upcoming kovan superstar semi finals this saturday! i'm going to try something new- i'll be performing my first ever non-ballad! at a semi finals! in front of so many people at kovan shopping mall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first time i joined a singing competition with ___! just in case ___ doesnt like me to reveal his/her name. wasnt too hopeful because i didnt really prepare for the competition. maybe coz i was gonna sing the oh-so-familiar yi ge ren sheng huo, and maybe coz i saw it as more of a very fun thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the judging during the auditions was quite interesting. 3/4 green lights means a direct entry into semis, whereas 0/1/2 green lights means you're into the waiting list. while we were waiting for our turn to go onstage we saw so many people who could sing but were on the waiting list! thankfully, the judge who gave me comments apparently gave me positive feedback on the whole and i got 2 green lights! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not bad a performance given my level of preparation! and i thought it was over. zero hopes and zero expectations. i think i was too busy with everything else to be bothered over it. and then, results were out a few days later and i realised i was in! i was 1 of the 14 revived from waiting list! out of 161 contestants, a total of 55 made it into the semi finals. not bad at all! i wonder which judge thought so highly of me and decided to give me a chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna compete with all the impre champions and zai people. all the familiar names in the list of semi-finalists! i hope to put up a good performance :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2880215709448615776?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2880215709448615776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2880215709448615776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2880215709448615776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2880215709448615776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/06/4th-day-since-hes-gone-for-jakarta.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-328806376383206287</id><published>2009-06-21T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:02:02.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fugly )))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp when this is a once-in-lifetime opportunity and experience that i thought i wouldnt have again after i didnt take part in hall pageant. like all other girls, i want it to be as beautiful a memory as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it certainly is tainted now with my fugly outfit, fugly hair and fugly makeup ): oh biang outfit, strange hair, and funny makeup. i think all of a sudden i prefer dressing myself up and doing my own hair and makeup. you see, i have all the strangest features combined together, and only i best know what suits me and what doesnt. i should have voiced out my displeasure over my hair and outfit and see what can be done. SILLY ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BAD THINGS ASIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dress-fitting on wed was quite fun. if not because of the lousy clothes i got, i would have enjoyed it even more. i only tried on 2 pieces, and those were the 2 pieces i got. unfair!! but i must say those cheongsams cost a bomb! hmmm, if i set up a shop that sells wedding gowns, i will make sure my customers get the piece that looks the prettiest on them xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was the photoshoot today. it's the first time we got to see the guys. i think i have quite a nice partner! :D okay partner, let's GAMBATE!! anyway, i was rather horrified when i realised we're only gonna shoot in our casual outfit, which is my obiang ah ma outfit!! i thought me nt liking it is bad enough; my make up artist has reaffirm the fact tt my outfit is fugly by telling me that she doesnt like it either. damn sad! esp when i looked at the pretty outfits that everybody else has. and who the hell sweeps bangs to the side?? ANYWAY. OTHER THAN THAT. photoshoot was quite an eye-opening experience, despite my dislike of taking photographs. couple shots were especially fun! with all the poses and stuff. we shall go the 大男人小女人路线. LOL! and the outdoor shots. so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i dun really wanna see the photos :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates on the journey again! i want to have fun fun fun and i dun wanna be affected by these again. i hope everything will be better the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only you can be here to tell me that everything is okay. have fun in jakarta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-328806376383206287?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/328806376383206287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=328806376383206287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/328806376383206287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/328806376383206287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/06/fugly-and-im-sad-esp-when-this-is-once.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5201620425788401200</id><published>2009-05-24T18:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:00:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwrjU9_vAI/AAAAAAAAAzM/zr_OGV_gZ3s/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;to celebrate our 7th month anniversary, we played 食字路口. 情侣版 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;starting with 芒果cheese蛋糕！supposedly. the mystery cake that i helped in baking! in the capacity as the baker's assistant's assistant's assistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to 高级烤鸭！it's not as astas as it seems- just plain roasted duck-m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade-astas because otherwise the game would not continue -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwjdVcG8cI/AAAAAAAAAyU/tCAl4jkaUD4/s320/DSC00360.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340182245032784322" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;鸭喉- some rubbish we came up with to link to the next dish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339358184730836818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Shk1-tl0v1I/AAAAAAAAAyM/QPWD_uPIEP0/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;厚蛋烧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwmYyLQQ6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/i6d5fOsr3g8/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340185465382257570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;烧卖！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwrjU9_vAI/AAAAAAAAAzM/zr_OGV_gZ3s/s320/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191144078720002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;麦片虾&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Shwri_tARcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sf92rJvmAXw/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Shwri_tARcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sf92rJvmAXw/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191138370307522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虾酱鸡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;鸡翅膀&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-images not available-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the truth is, we dint get them coz it's either not available, or we were too bloated)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;螃蟹米粉！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ultimate, muahahaha! actually, i think this is the whole purpose of the game ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwjeXtrTsI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4aXR8tw4XZo/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340182262823210690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5201620425788401200?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5201620425788401200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5201620425788401200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5201620425788401200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5201620425788401200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/ShwjdVcG8cI/AAAAAAAAAyU/tCAl4jkaUD4/s72-c/DSC00360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2026438299641928734</id><published>2009-05-23T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:59:43.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;New &lt;s&gt;Year&lt;/s&gt; Semester Resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Self-discipline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Limiting commitments is one way to make it easier, but definitely not the most important way. Time management is the CRUX. The self-discipline to prioritise. If I must study, STUDY! Devoting enough time to it is necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Personal Development&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Exercise my left brain more frequently. Develop eloquence and learn to carry myself professionally with poise and confidence!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2026438299641928734?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2026438299641928734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2026438299641928734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2026438299641928734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2026438299641928734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-year-semester-resolution-1.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2876513000951477728</id><published>2009-05-21T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:06:35.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry guys, i chui-ed =(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite so much help and support and so many well-wishes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我太对不起你们了！！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank you people for being there, it made everything so much more fun and bearable. MUACKS!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2876513000951477728?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2876513000951477728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2876513000951477728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2876513000951477728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2876513000951477728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-guys-i-chui-ed-despite-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6437741658016677599</id><published>2009-05-08T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:11:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有一些些感触，而且想用最熟悉亲切的语言表达。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我决定正视个性上的不完美。我觉得，我的缺点真的很多很多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是个没有毅力完成长跑赛的人。即使很幸运地拥有先天的条件，后天的努力和坚持不足，就变成了两头不到岸。不是很差，但也说不上一流。放弃觉得可惜，但又不付出努力， 裹足不前，一直在原地踏步。好差劲。幸运女神，像我这样的人，你会继续眷顾我吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我习惯一个人。虽然比较喜欢有好朋友做伴，一起玩闹，但叫我独处我也可以。可是自从尝到了身边一直有人陪伴的滋味，寂寞开始变得难耐。再加上最近有机会深交的朋友不多，一个人时就感到特别寂寞。是这样吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我挺好胜的，喜欢得到肯定，脆弱的一面也会尽可能不让别人看到。但是，我突然觉得追逐好累。不知道会不会有哪天，我决定停下脚步，觉得普通就好，平凡也罢，不用刻意去争取什么， 即使别人的目光会错过我，不会停留在我身上，我也会觉得不在乎。这样的生活也许不会璀璨夺目，但真的会轻松很多。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6437741658016677599?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6437741658016677599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6437741658016677599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6437741658016677599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6437741658016677599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-9002311914383588492</id><published>2009-05-05T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:24:55.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people are getting smarter by the day, but some are just getting dumber. i belong to the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-9002311914383588492?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/9002311914383588492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=9002311914383588492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/9002311914383588492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/9002311914383588492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-are-getting-smarter-by-day.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8140448816922385511</id><published>2009-05-01T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:15:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only liposuction isnt as scary as it seems. or if only there is some way those lipids can leak out of my body. LOL. sometimes even i am amazed at just how much i can eat! but i cannot decide between looking slim and good and eating everything i want to without having to worry about getting fat. why cant some girls just have the best of both worlds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8140448816922385511?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8140448816922385511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8140448816922385511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8140448816922385511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8140448816922385511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-only-liposuction-isnt-as-scary-as-it.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5166286145519342760</id><published>2009-04-25T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:57:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the past few days i really thought i needed to get away from myself before i drive myself mad. i'll feel guilty if i let myself off too easily after all the careless and costly and fatal mistakes made after every paper,  so i refuse to move on and instead, constantly remind myself how dumbdumb i am over and over and over again =( i seriously need to buck up. i don't want to grow up thinking of reliving 19 again =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5166286145519342760?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5166286145519342760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5166286145519342760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5166286145519342760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5166286145519342760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-past-few-days-i-really-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6652355471181591642</id><published>2009-04-04T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:17:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our marketing team has created magic!&lt;br /&gt;once again, we have outdone ourselves ^^&lt;br /&gt;best team i've ever worked with (Y)&lt;br /&gt;ZAI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6652355471181591642?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6652355471181591642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6652355471181591642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6652355471181591642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6652355471181591642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-our-marketing-team-has-created.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8718722136288997240</id><published>2009-03-31T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:04:34.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! the conclusion of x project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(heaves a hugeee sigh of relief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been an &lt;em&gt;interesting &lt;/em&gt;experience since the group was formed till it was disbanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started with all members being on equal ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then it seems as if A &amp;amp; me were the ones having conflicting ideas on how the project should be done, whereas B &amp;amp; C will watch in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i thought since A's so aggressive and assertive she'll produce quality work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that turned out to be quite a bad assumption. the work was sloppy, and i never could have imagined how someone/some people will think that it is okay to present like that. didnt it strike them that it was rather chui? or they couldn't care less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then comes the power shift. the tables started to turn &amp;amp; i took control. not that i enjoyed it; it was tiring, but i thought it was necessary as i couldnt put myself to trust them so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; surprisingly, they allowed me to do that. maybe they've been cursing me behind my back but at least they did not oppose to my ideas or my suggestions, even though i proposed to move in a direction that ws quite radically differnt from where we were originally going. if we even knew where we were going in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was tiring &amp;amp; it was no fun, but i take ownership of the project. if it turns out well i'll be so damn proud. if not.. i think my confidence will take a bad hit and i will probably hide somewhere no one can find me. hur hur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8718722136288997240?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8718722136288997240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8718722136288997240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8718722136288997240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8718722136288997240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-conclusion-of-x-project-heaves.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-281680969494317607</id><published>2009-03-21T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:16:34.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blog i'm here to revive you. &amp;amp; i'm determined to put my life back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i did a really good job with my ob discussion with the class &amp;amp; it feels &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; gratifying i must say ^^ WOOHOO! the idea worked far better than expected &amp;amp; the class was exceptionally responsive, so good job everlyn! that's the way it should be, keep it up girl! :D&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7562272241760928022</id><published>2008-12-02T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:21:08.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Schedule</title><content type='html'>2- Recce at Music Forest 4pm Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;3- Impresario Main C0mm Meeting 6pm&lt;br /&gt;4- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;5- Lessons 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;6-&lt;br /&gt;7- Cheerleading 8.30pm Standard Chartered Marathon Volunteering 12.30am&lt;br /&gt;8-&lt;br /&gt;9- AVA Interview 3pm Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;10- Vocal Auditions Help Out Whole Day&lt;br /&gt;11- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;12- Lessons 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;13- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;14- Walk In Auditions Help Out Whole Day&lt;br /&gt;15- Subject Registration 9am AVA Article Deadline&lt;br /&gt;16- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;17- Vocal Auditions Helpout Whole Day&lt;br /&gt;18- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;19- Lessons 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;20-&lt;br /&gt;21- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;22-&lt;br /&gt;23- Cheerleading 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;24- Carolling at Evening&lt;br /&gt;25-&lt;br /&gt;26- Lessons 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;27-&lt;br /&gt;28-Impresario Chalet&lt;br /&gt;29- Impresario Chalet&lt;br /&gt;30- Impresario Chalet&lt;br /&gt;31-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7562272241760928022?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7562272241760928022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7562272241760928022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7562272241760928022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7562272241760928022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-schedule.html' title='December Schedule'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3228481347376335284</id><published>2008-10-26T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:59:14.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Impresario 2510 over. Going all out in publicity! WE ZAI (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Shirley's 21st birthday party. omg i absolutely miss every single person in JF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; DEAR HAIR PLEASE GROW FASTER FASTER FASTER! AND PROJECT LF GO GO GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3228481347376335284?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3228481347376335284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3228481347376335284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3228481347376335284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3228481347376335284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/10/impresario-2510-over.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4063890876547063949</id><published>2008-10-23T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:05:45.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22/10/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the story between a boy and a girl unfolds..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4063890876547063949?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4063890876547063949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4063890876547063949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4063890876547063949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4063890876547063949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/10/22102008-2222-and-story-between-boy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4429888280694547320</id><published>2008-10-11T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:17:22.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; now the next batch of students are taking their A levels. Gosh, how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT!&lt;/strong&gt; still fascinated by cheerleading, grateful to be in sing n strum, and excited to be organising Impresario 2009, the nation-wide talent search.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, devoted to my &lt;em&gt;4th CCA&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;map out the journey no more. enjoy the moment and discover what awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my first performance- it's a wish-come-true and i &lt;strong&gt;thoroughly&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyed it. especially heartened that my voice had stirred some emotions and touched some souls. cant wait for more opportunities! next up: duet on CAC members' night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4429888280694547320?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4429888280694547320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4429888280694547320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4429888280694547320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4429888280694547320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-next-batch-of-students-are-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7390779838233102762</id><published>2008-09-29T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:18:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7390779838233102762?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7390779838233102762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7390779838233102762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7390779838233102762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7390779838233102762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-793206620370556191</id><published>2008-09-20T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:08:18.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 19th birthday!</title><content type='html'>it's been 6 weeks of school already?! my my! i've been overwhelmed with sooooo soooooo sooooooooooooooooooooooooo many things that time just flew past! but school's been a blast so far! in every aspect haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a simple yet great birthday this year, muacks to every single person who made it special!!!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a record number of cakes for my birthday this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. at aaron's room with the other janus people&lt;br /&gt;2. with my block people (thanks to roomie!)&lt;br /&gt;3. with my small little business and accountancy gang (xu wei jian hao and xian hui) at canteen 2&lt;br /&gt;4. with focus amp 36 people (garrick, tino, liming and xiao hui) who smashed my face into the cake&lt;br /&gt;5. with focus amp 36 people with a proper cake (really took me by surprise because i thought the small cake is all that im gonna have)&lt;br /&gt;6. with parents who got me my favourite cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;7. with 06s71 during the surprise visit to my house (this took me by an even greater surprise! OMG I ABSOLUTELY LOVE 06s71!!!! &lt;333333333333333)(and we finally had our stayover :])&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-793206620370556191?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/793206620370556191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=793206620370556191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/793206620370556191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/793206620370556191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-19th-birthday.html' title='my 19th birthday!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2751154293121076748</id><published>2008-08-08T22:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:22:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYSO</title><content type='html'>my my, this blog seriously lacks updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NYSO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very first camp in ntu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;janus, the god of beginnings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell picked such a weird OG name?? HAHAHA! but hey, we turned out to be the best OG alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad to be amongst the pioneer batch of nys to participate in the inaugural 3D2N orientation camp, and NO, WE DIN CARRY BOOKS AROUND TO MUG DAY IN DAY OUT -.- on the contrary, i'd say the camp was in fact a whole lot of fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started off with amazing race, which is a to-and-fro race between the north and south spines in a nutshell. &amp;amp; all thanks to our kind GLs, we emerged first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176950456355778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtNxXwC8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/zeV3UWk2pxQ/s320/n626996043_1057324_1311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture with the gastronomically-worst canteen in ntu! and it so happens to be the canteen nearest to NBS BOOHOO :(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176951332432162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtN0on6SI/AAAAAAAAAfo/M1qKrMzwrtc/s320/n626996043_1057325_1591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;an artistic photo on ADM? 0.o&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176958055132178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtONrcLBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VUqobYrXJvc/s320/n626996043_1057326_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;dance moves! where the east meets the west!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176956401531106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtOHhMOOI/AAAAAAAAAf4/YoD73R_12cU/s320/n626996043_1057329_2887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176963124715986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtOgkH4dI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Df4_Q5yYN4o/s320/n626996043_1057342_6775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179943825142050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxv8Aie8SI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PKA65YHpyeU/s320/n626996043_1057344_7547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the A in Janus! &amp;amp; i want As for all my exams too!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179944093423554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxv8Bicl8I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/_aH3SO1kRHY/s320/n626996043_1057348_8797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179945709196562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxv8HjrVRI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Hx5mbatqscI/s320/n626996043_1057375_8395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now to the cooking competition. warning: the following picture will cause discomfort to all guys and girls out there so please be prepared. this apple..is actually carved by a guy!! omg, dun we all deserve to feel zibei?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179950250591442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxv8YebhNI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Y66PBYUlp00/s320/n626996043_1057386_4398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179949072089250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxv8UFdAKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SFPfxa2sx3U/s320/n626996043_1057388_5111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182630613667842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxyYZmyUAI/AAAAAAAAAgw/atKGZrwAuRY/s320/n626996043_1057389_5467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;tada!! the mighty great chefs of Janus ;) &amp;amp; we won the cooking competition!! my goodness we rock! &amp;amp; i swear the omelette's yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; now, off to initiation night! SO THIS IS INITIATION NIGHTTTT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182633930707026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxyYl9oUFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/r5F4AtXLrKw/s320/n626996043_1057400_5258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182633334903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxyYjvlFDI/AAAAAAAAAhA/VVWB8bO1fcE/s320/n626996043_1057422_1873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182635943139042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxyYtdbluI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FFgz4r-Wlc0/s320/n626996043_1057425_2851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182639671178034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxyY7WQ8zI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KnS3n-_Slds/s320/n626996043_1057427_3518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"can you feel what this is?? YES IT'S A TOILET BOWLLL. now i want you to put your hand in and touch the shit muahahahahhaha!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Y) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my goodness, i'll never forget the shit we went through that night!! &amp;amp; how we were all shivering in the cold at 4am in the morning and stinking from head to toe, wondering when our last station will come and shengtao running to and fro the toilets to fetch us hot water bottles to keep us warm. but it also turns out to be the most memorable night :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TUES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;beach games! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185338106382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx01_zWikI/AAAAAAAAAhY/d2917iSPfvg/s320/n626996043_1057504_4708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;janus and her sister OG, eros. where is the love~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and SP night was cancelled because there were simply too few guys to go around!! hahaha. so it was replaced by OG outing. and we spent the night at sentosa! exchanging secrets ;) OH YES, I ACTUALLY SAW SHOOTING STARS WHILE WE WERE OUT FOR A WALK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!! OMG!! ONE THING OFF MY WISHLIST!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i absolutely &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185338875229186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx02CqqNAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/t2pBjp_9Esc/s320/n626996043_1057558_9180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; thereafter we went kite-flying! relive childhood memories sia ahaha. we were told to write our dreams and ambitions on the kite and let it soar! yes, hopefully all our dreams take flight :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185339715821570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx02FzEoAI/AAAAAAAAAho/yRtwg9l0r_M/s320/n626996043_1057601_3306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185339546887026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx02FKy43I/AAAAAAAAAhw/WCZbsfET8RU/s320/n626996043_1057604_4378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when night falls, it's performance time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then our favourite- PHOTO FORMATION!!! 我要看到我的脸！我要看到我的脸！&amp;amp; so, presenting to you Janus 0809....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185340151853906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx02HbB81I/AAAAAAAAAh4/yDOhA3ClsO4/s320/n626996043_1057621_9589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232195036166390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx9qf5Cg8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/4hxz-z1O1Eo/s320/n626996043_1057634_3441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; we're proud to be a part of the NYS family :))&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232195028764182530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJx9qEUNyAI/AAAAAAAAAiA/RQXg6Ppl9x8/s320/n626996043_1057630_2232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2751154293121076748?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2751154293121076748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2751154293121076748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2751154293121076748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2751154293121076748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/08/nyso.html' title='NYSO'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SJxtNxXwC8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/zeV3UWk2pxQ/s72-c/n626996043_1057324_1311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7384321447847985819</id><published>2008-07-08T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:18:07.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101% NTU, -1% NUS</title><content type='html'>yes yes i'm going NTU.&lt;br /&gt;and no no, please don't ask me to justify my decision again.&lt;br /&gt;it finally feels right this time round so all you have to do is wish me good luck and all the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry, bestie :( and sorry to xin yi as well :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm GOING TO BE DA JIE'S ROOMIE!!! yupyup da jie, i'm sure we're so going to love each other's company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; who are YOU to judge. oh please spare me from your holier than thou attitude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's totally unrelated, but i just need a place to rant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7384321447847985819?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7384321447847985819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7384321447847985819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7384321447847985819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7384321447847985819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/07/101-ntu-1-nus.html' title='101% NTU, -1% NUS'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2845705306717197812</id><published>2008-06-23T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:13:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SECC</title><content type='html'>my virgin camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say it's been really fun! didnt turn out to be half as bad as i thought it would, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Char Siew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cha sao bao&lt;br /&gt;shui ai chi gang chu long de cha sao bao&lt;br /&gt;zui hao de OG jiu shi cha sao bao&lt;br /&gt;lian rong bao ah&lt;br /&gt;xiao long bao ah&lt;br /&gt;bo luo bao ah&lt;br /&gt;da rou bao ah&lt;br /&gt;tou sha bao ah&lt;br /&gt;kong ba bao ah&lt;br /&gt;dou bu hao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 this cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway throughout the camp i only managed to spot&lt;em&gt; ONE&lt;/em&gt; eyecandy, so pathetic! &amp;amp; then hwee teng has to reveal something about him that made him less perfect. sulks. oh speaking of bestie, she &lt;em&gt;actually &lt;/em&gt;won ms. deli-sheares!! alright KIDDING! IM SO PROUD OF YOU OKAY! :))) please dun forget your low-profile bestie ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i particularly like inter-group games and war game, super duper fun! whereas i almost died of exhaustion during amazing race and almost evaporated during beach games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secret Pal&lt;/em&gt; is a very hilarious story by itself. by the way, secret pal is an activity which a guy will be paired to a girl, and for the first 2 nights they are supposed to talk to each other while being blindfolded, then on the 3rd night is revelation! (when you can see faces of sagging disappointment because their partner is not who they imagined to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case, i am paired with this guy known as Scotch (so i assume it's not exactly difficult to guess that i'm Butter?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 minute into the conversation...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotch: I'm from Catholic High and National Junior College&lt;br /&gt;Butter: I know who you are liao. I also know that you're from lion dance, you're going computer engineering, and you have a friend called zhu chen chao.&lt;br /&gt;Scotch: *stunned and absolutely speechless*&lt;br /&gt;Butter:*secretly pleased with herself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! it's such a coincidence! that i so happened to be paired up with my friend's friend! of course, it also meant that the element of surprise is gone right from the beginning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also managed to find out a little more about myself from the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i was somehow in charge of our group's performance. and when the response from the audience wasnt as good as expected, i was terribly affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian: &lt;em&gt;are you the sort who expects a lot from yourself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another incident, i managed to keep myself awake even when others are dozing off subconsciously after staying awake for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Yuan: maybe it's because you have the discipline so you can do well in your studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, SECC had been a really wonderful experience :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2845705306717197812?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2845705306717197812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2845705306717197812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2845705306717197812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2845705306717197812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/06/secc.html' title='SECC'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3254374329847612175</id><published>2008-06-03T19:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:09.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><content type='html'>today's one of those days when i just want to ramble on about the happenings in my life, even if these events are not in any way related to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept today again! and this time round i really panicked and felt awfully bad. because im supposed to help eric with the community portal launch party ): so i met him straight at the supermart. and then when he told me that he woke up only after he received my sms to inform him that i overslept, i was like -.-. so he's thankful that i smsed him to wake him up! and he was like cheers to oversleeping. HAHA x 10000!! zai boss (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! the community portal that we've been working on for 2 months' finally launched! our baby! it's targetted at the working crowd, but YOU can always drop by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.community.jobscentral.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.community.jobscentral.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the banner below Quick Job Search on this &lt;a href="http://www.jobscentral.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.jobscentral.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;? i came up with the storyboard for the flash banner! ^^ and the webdesigner helped to create the banner according to the storyboard. I absolutely loveeeeee it! &amp;amp; i think michelle &amp;amp; some others like it too. WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st frame: Suitcase - portrays work as boring and mundane. symbolic of jobscentral as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd frame: Suitcase bulges, opens and releases confetti - to portray surprise! never expected work to be fun too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd frame: JobsCentral Community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the designer helped to translate all that into animation ^^ kudos to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally! a complete class photo. with jeff lao shi together in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207635677016832738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SEU9Dpg9OuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/sjcQSZog0l8/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207635688779789314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SEU9EVVdtAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wZl10ZOP21g/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with fang fang lao shi, who co-owned the school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oookkk. that's me in the video. i am really reluctant to post this up because the whole world can now hear my horrendous singing in class! Shudders! but i cannot resist uploading this at the same time because it's really funny! thanks to jokers like teeno tan and garrick. &amp;amp; what you see is what typically happens in class. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;warning: the video is a friggin 10 minutes long. and please pardon the bad singing; that's not the point of uploading the video! and you may want to consider tilting your head 90 degrees because i have no idea how to flip the video so that it's not so painful for the neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on a sidenote, i went to trim my hair today &amp;amp; the hairdresser that tended to me is such a pretty boy! ^^ haha! looks like someone who just jumped out from a Jap serial drama. *ogles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3254374329847612175?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3254374329847612175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3254374329847612175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3254374329847612175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3254374329847612175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SEU9Dpg9OuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/sjcQSZog0l8/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8378484585598028092</id><published>2008-05-31T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:04:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100% (:</title><content type='html'>NUS, here i come! (hello to a hectic life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jio-ed xin yi and cheryl dears to timbre @ substation to watch colin's gig. oh my gosh SO COOL!! and yeo yann yann was even there to show her support and present flowers! goodness! so proud to be working with someone with such a high profile ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the service there was BAD though. firstly, the waiters are not very proficient in english. i cant understand what one of the waiters was trying to say, and the other waiter can't understand what i was trying to say! the worst was when the bartender simply shoved us the bill in our face when we didn't ask for it and was soooo rude! #$$%&amp;amp;% good thing the food sort of made up for the bad service standards. RAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i discovered this really good eating place at GWC! saycheezecake. the ambience was good, the food and service were terrific, and all that for a very reasonable price! i will recommend that place to bring your bf/gf to for dates, HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8378484585598028092?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8378484585598028092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8378484585598028092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8378484585598028092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8378484585598028092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/100.html' title='100% (:'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7568890456728734636</id><published>2008-05-26T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:51:17.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99% NUS</title><content type='html'>that meagre 1% shall be given to NTU (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always this indecisive! even when i know that i should just believe in the decision i've made. but i always want to leave myself an escape plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fully aware how shocked everyone is upon knowing that i've given up pursuing mass comm. but this is a decision that i am certain of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i decide on NTU, i'll switch to the biz school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i'm set on going NUS. because the list is now complete; i should be awarded at least a faculty award.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not an absolutely rational decision to the pragmatists; why waste 2 years on a useless degree when you could have started work earlier? or why turn down free money and choose to burn your own pockets to finance hostel fees and overseas studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, bestie's going NUS! what an unexpected twist of event! and she's living in sheares hall. so i've willed myself to sign up for the sheares hall orientation camp despite my dislike for camps. i hope it turns out fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the overwhelming number of programmes im in, i have an overwhelming number of camps waiting for me to attend. I still have biz, fass and usp to sign up for. oh my gosh! camps camps and more camps T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sudden apprehension over the upcoming uni life. it used to seem so far away. will i even have time to talk? *ERHEM ERHEM* on one hand im trying to balance not one but TWO degrees WITH usp, and on the other i hope to live in hall, participate in their activities, participate in school activities and participate in outside activities. HUHHHHH. no way man! i was never this zai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7568890456728734636?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7568890456728734636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7568890456728734636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7568890456728734636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7568890456728734636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/99-nus.html' title='99% NUS'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7066670306128676096</id><published>2008-05-19T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:14:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>向左走、向右走？</title><content type='html'>向左走、向右走？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;向NUS走、向NTU走？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although many have told me that SMU is the better place to go to for business studies, i guess i'll still be leaving it out of my considerations because firstly, it's far. Then what's the point of moving over to yew tee in the first place. Secondly, i think there's going to be a misfit between me and the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought mass comm is the course that i will die for, i really thought so! i was so sure i almost didnt want to apply for NUS &amp;amp; SMU. but apparently, it was purely a blind obsession. I totally hated the internship experience at a production house, although i'm not sure if it's due to the obnoxious creeps there or the nature of the media industry itself. And then the first time I truly wavered was after the mass comm interview, where i found it hard to justify why I chose that course of study. Advice from mass comm graduates/my superior only made me more uncertain, and i can't say i totally love doing editorial work. So it's insensible of me to risk potential job satisfaction in exchange for 4 years of fun &amp;amp; enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's not as if nothing is holding me back and preventing me from running headlong into NUS's embrace. Firstly, there's the Nanyang Scholarship. Only idiots will turn free money down. And then there's bestie!! All the talk about sharing a room blah blah will be in vain!! Something we've both been looking forward to will never be realised and will vanish into thin air. Very very sad ): Finally, the Nanyang campus is simply SO PRETTAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i'm more inclined towards NUS now can be summarised simply into one word: opportunities. Opportunities from the extra Business degree on top of a Communications degree, and opportunities from the USP. Add a scholarship to the list, and it'll be complete. Too bad NUS's taking their own sweet time to churn out their list of scholarship recepients, totally unaware that their rival has spoilt the market by making the move first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... may the answer dawn on me soon! which path should i take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;try to align personal interest with a good dose of realism&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Michelle Lim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7066670306128676096?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7066670306128676096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7066670306128676096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7066670306128676096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7066670306128676096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/nusntu-although-many-have-told-me-that.html' title='向左走、向右走？'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7456574329765673247</id><published>2008-05-12T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:09.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Tannsu</title><content type='html'>AND THE BLOGSHOP THAT WEIDUO &amp;amp; I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON FOR A WHILE IS FINALLY READY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199155543477548610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcca6T7dkI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GXJfxOX4Fck/s320/fairy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; AND LOOK AT THIS LOVELY BANNER!!! OMG IM SOOOO IN LOVE WITH IT. BECAUSE IT'S DONE BY ME!!! MUAHAHA &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;of course, must give some credit to my cousin liting for introducing the software and some of its basic functions to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;please give us your support! we are doing sprees for popular brands like e.l.f., victoria's secret, forever 21, old navy flip flops, and smackers lip balm/gloss! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so do visit &lt;a href="http://www.magicaltannsu.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.magicaltannsu.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at the very least, drop by and leave us some comments :) thanks in advance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7456574329765673247?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7456574329765673247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7456574329765673247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7456574329765673247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7456574329765673247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/magical-tannsu.html' title='Magical Tannsu'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcca6T7dkI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GXJfxOX4Fck/s72-c/fairy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5369078252536536606</id><published>2008-05-11T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:12.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go Sentosa AGAIN today. but teeeno tan overslept and made garrick, li ming and me wake up early for nothing! so we decided to give him a LITTLE punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147499003803042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVGqT7daI/AAAAAAAAAd4/eNDTVf2sPKs/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147511888704946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVHaT7dbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ubFaonKZDcc/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at these harmless-looking thingys! but in actual fact they are made up of MACS' CHILLI SAUCE, GRAPE JAM, PEPPER, SALT AND LOTS AND LOTS OF CREAMER AND SUGAR. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147516183672258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVHqT7dcI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gkLzT4gUPdI/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147524773606866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVIKT7ddI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/UVjQzLBIPXg/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147529068574178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVIaT7deI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0S2ks1W2ccg/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the 3 proud makers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we duped teeno tan into eating it!! then he says it tasted like 泥土. i cant believe he actually swallowed it. i had the whole process on video and it's so hilarious, but im lazy to put it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;some snapshots of what happens in class. (omg i think my blog is transforming into one of those tt has almost no depth but just meng spam photos. ah welll)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199152927842465266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcaCqT7dfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_lOWthMzfsw/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199152932137432578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcaC6T7dgI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DUr_16gjVnk/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199152940727367186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcaDaT7dhI/AAAAAAAAAew/fz72RsVLz9s/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199152945022334498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcaDqT7diI/AAAAAAAAAe4/x-WQuKSeEDE/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199152953612269106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcaEKT7djI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CJwFeUWkkx0/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i improved!! hahaha which really gave my confidence a great boost after it being in an all-time low for a while. YAY! but because of that i also invited competition. goshhh so competitive. but i guess friendly competition is always good and will help us all improve. well, i think i shouldn't be affected by it and should just concentrate on achieving my own personal goals. JIA YOU EVERLYN!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5369078252536536606?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5369078252536536606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5369078252536536606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5369078252536536606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5369078252536536606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/supposed-to-go-sentosa-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCcVGqT7daI/AAAAAAAAAd4/eNDTVf2sPKs/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2284727572449200120</id><published>2008-05-10T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:15.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>It was a lovely sunday morning. We were supposed to play ball. The guys were supposed to sun tan. In the end? We ended up in a photo-taking mania!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415578928295730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7bTjgrzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ha7hyzvEZNc/s320/P10100611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198416291892867042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR8Ezjgr-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/GkwWYTmBZmk/s320/P10101591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415583223263042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7bjjgr0I/AAAAAAAAAbw/4kvMGCUU_Os/s320/P10100621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198416291892867026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR8Ezjgr9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/czEbmITmV4o/s320/P10101411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg i look sooo spastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415939705548722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7wTjgr7I/AAAAAAAAAco/ufSuC0ZN_v8/s320/P10101331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and then we tried to take typical 偶像剧 pictures. LOLL. got feel??&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9tjjgsAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/U0L0nh7DhtU/s1600-h/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198418091484164098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9tjjgsAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/U0L0nh7DhtU/s320/P1010056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415587518230354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7bzjgr1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/lrAxviPu7JE/s320/P10100631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198418125843902514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9vjjgsDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qUVrWhY4iwo/s320/P10101161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415587518230370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7bzjgr2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/pq-maajwCyk/s320/P10100731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;amp 36. a pity xiaohui's not with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9uzjgsBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ctxBe_vPLFM/s1600-h/P1010110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198418112959000594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9uzjgsBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ctxBe_vPLFM/s320/P1010110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9vTjgsCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/61Oz9ySa7XM/s1600-h/P1010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198418121548935202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR9vTjgsCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/61Oz9ySa7XM/s320/P1010111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415591813197682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7cDjgr3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ecuIQbSuXDU/s320/P10101181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415926820646786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7vjjgr4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ROxyO0qn_uY/s320/P10101191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415931115614098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7vzjgr5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/wD6Wvv_EI6I/s320/P10101201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415935410581410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7wDjgr6I/AAAAAAAAAcg/jHXcZhY5e0A/s320/P10101211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198415948295483330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7wzjgr8I/AAAAAAAAAcw/lQoDUgUuRY0/s320/P10101341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198420217492975682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR_pTjgsEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/i-I_8I3yPIk/s320/P10101351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198416296187834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR8FDjgr_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/FWqMDtK7PFo/s320/P10101731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2284727572449200120?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2284727572449200120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2284727572449200120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2284727572449200120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2284727572449200120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/05/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SCR7bTjgrzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ha7hyzvEZNc/s72-c/P10100611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2660469001872760735</id><published>2008-04-26T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:21:24.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tad too stressed</title><content type='html'>i've been a little too stressed up recently; i think i'm taking on far more things than i can handle. i feel like hiding in a cave now where no one can find me. nevertheless, i'll hang on until i reach the threshold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job-wise, i love the fact that i'm part of the team in an upcoming project. it's mentally-stimulating and we're making progress now. i've already taken ownership of my section and i'll do all i can to make it work-actually, there is no room for failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it interesting to be applying what i've learnt in the day to another of my recent venture with weiduo- an online blogshop. ironically i've never been a fan of online shopping and i find myself happier doing things that dont dive too much into the technicalities of online shopping, but it's hard given that the venture itself is a 2-man show.so im slowly grasping what i need to know to make this joint-effort work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize that differing priorities and commitments is detrimental to any partnership/relationship- i'll bear that in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2660469001872760735?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2660469001872760735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2660469001872760735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2660469001872760735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2660469001872760735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/04/tad-too-stressed.html' title='A tad too stressed'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3256661216344134155</id><published>2008-04-19T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:53:38.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 to 5</title><content type='html'>long-overdued update on my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first &lt;em&gt;literally&lt;/em&gt; 9 to 5 job at science park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intern under both IT and Design &amp; Editorial team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 the people there! young and dynamic AND they dun carry themselves like the kings and queens of the world and make me feel like a lowly slave at their beck and call. very normal earthlings like myself. &lt;3 my boss too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not slacking! if u havent alr know i manage forums, and im involved in a project too so i have to go for meetings and present stuff. for editorial side, i've upgraded from updating articles to writing new articles for a publication. just completed one about the biomedical industry and about to start on another on the tourism and hospitality industry. not too bad, i get to research on the public transport in singapore, buying a car in singapore, local banking services, local universities etc, although the constant strive to meet deadlines or the writer's block can be frustrating. im going to have my own by-lines, yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i loveeee lunch breaks. in theory we have a 2hr lunch break but in practice we rarely take that long to eat, especially when my colleagues have work to finish up on. we have shuttle buses to holland v, ghim moh fd centre (yum), nus, dover or if the we're in a hurry then we'll go to the nearby canteens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;office wear is not necessary too. so i can dress up as prettily as i want to work everyday, though i dun really bother to. so as anyone can tell, im actually very happy with what im doing now and have no intention of switching a job for now. yes, life gets routine and forget about deriving much excitement from my job but.. they dun really bother me yet, hohoho. at least i get a gd balance of job and personal life now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to enjoy my weekend~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3256661216344134155?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3256661216344134155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3256661216344134155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3256661216344134155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3256661216344134155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/04/9-to-5.html' title='9 to 5'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-502886688315378240</id><published>2008-04-14T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOCUS! It's 36!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SANyiBQdBsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/R6JT7gzHsbQ/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SANyiBQdBsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/R6JT7gzHsbQ/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189117124439508674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SANyihQdBtI/AAAAAAAAAbg/DLrHOgvTZJM/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SANyihQdBtI/AAAAAAAAAbg/DLrHOgvTZJM/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189117133029443282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left: garrick, valentino, me, xiao hui, li ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class 36&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coming-together of like-minded yet very different people. i look forward to more fun together ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-502886688315378240?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/502886688315378240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=502886688315378240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/502886688315378240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/502886688315378240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/04/focus-its-36.html' title='FOCUS! It&apos;s 36!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/SANyiBQdBsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/R6JT7gzHsbQ/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7910391531793085595</id><published>2008-04-10T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:46:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop killing yourself this way!</title><content type='html'>Plenty of updates to do. It's been almost a month since i started on the job and there's been no entries on it at all! i do have quite a lot to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first! i have to recount my experience on monday coz it's really like nothing i've seen before. so i arrived at Yew Tee MRT station in the morning like any other working day, only to see a queue that extends from the taxi stand allll the way into the MRT station. like WOAH! it wasn't long before i found out that there's a disruption to the train service heading towards jurong east!! so i joined the queue obediently only to realise that it's rather pointless because when i reached the taxi stand where the shuttle buses were, the queue just vanished and all that's left was a hugeeee messy swarm of people charging towards any shuttle bus that came along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's amazing is that in the crazy mess i actually met wanting!! hahaha it's such a coincidence! especially when she lives at marsiling, but so happens she needed to travel to outram that day and was forced to alight at yew tee. we waited for damn long before we finally got on a bus, and the amount of pushing is irritating! well it's likely that they are already late for work so what's the difference even if they wait for one more minute for the next bus and be a little bit more gracious. but what's worse is the man who decided to choose the most flashy way of killing himself-jumping onto the tracks during the morning rush hour instead of gassing himself silently in his car-and causing much inconvenience to so many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the first time wanting and i met each other by chance already. not too long ago she came over to my company (the second floor in this case; i work on the third floor) for the SGX interview, and she came out of the lift while i was about to enter the other one and tada! and i dint know her interview date and time. how amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7910391531793085595?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7910391531793085595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7910391531793085595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7910391531793085595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7910391531793085595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-killing-yourself-this-way.html' title='Stop killing yourself this way!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1206740904006073733</id><published>2008-04-01T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:15:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK LA, JUST GO TO BOYS' HOME</title><content type='html'>received an unexpected call while at work. a call from tanglin police station. the officer on the phone said that the culprit was caught (!!!) and asked if i would like to go down and identify him through his photos, although he had already admitted guilty. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda shocked to know that he was caught. i didnt really expect any follow-up action in the first place, and even if there were, i thought they will be futile. maybe because the past few times when i had lodged police reports regarding the loss of items (including theft!) it usually ended there- my stuff weren't found, and the culprit wasnt caught. so i thought it will be the case this time round also, but apparently, they took such incidents more seriously. thumbs up for the singapore cops! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite surprised when i learnt what i had to do, which is to identify his photo our of seven others. so i did, and told him i was 85-90% sure. well then he said he couldnt tell me if i was right or not (although i think i identified the correct person la) i asked him how he was caught, and the officer said he was ambushed. ?!ambushed?! that's so drama! so i think he meant that police officers were deployed to comb the area for a few days to look for suspects who fit the description which i provided. he also said that they "interviewed" some peeps (although i must say interview is a strange word to use though. shdnt it be 'interrogated' instead?) the culprit denied initially, but eventually admitted upon being "interviewed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the officer din notice that i actually caught sight of the culprit's details while he was flipping through the file! (which has my name written on the cover) to protect his identity (sigh) i shall not reveal his name here, but i was right- he was only 13 years old. and i saw one of his statements, it read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i was bored and hao qi (curious)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgg slap slap, he just crushed his future with his own bare hands due to the above reasons. i asked the officer what will happen to him, and he said they wun be too harsh on him, he's only a 13 year old boy, probably will send him to a boys' home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yea, i guess that will suffice. at least the culprit is caught, some action will be taken to bring him back onto the right path, and there is one less potential rapist, and one more potential useful man who contributes constructively to the society. and with that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;em&gt;case closed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1206740904006073733?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1206740904006073733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1206740904006073733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1206740904006073733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1206740904006073733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-la-just-go-to-boys-home.html' title='OK LA, JUST GO TO BOYS&apos; HOME'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-678223528010633566</id><published>2008-03-10T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:12:56.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO TO HELL. BUT BEFORE THAT, GO TO PRISON.</title><content type='html'>TODAY'S AN ULTIMATE BAD DAY. I THINK IF I WERE THE KIND WHO GOES TO FORTUNETELLERS TO HAVE MY FORTUNE TOLD I WOULD HAVE BEEN TOLD NOT TO STEP OUT OF MY HOUSE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went little india when my interview was supposed to be at peace centre, i was late for my interview, and the interview was shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met this conman outside ps. he said that he is from an entrepreneurship course and he needs to raise $50 within a period of time to graduate. so he needs $10 more and if it's too much from me it's ok if i donate just 1 or 2 bucks. LIKE WAD SHIT?! this is e LOUSIEST tactic i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on my way down to the nanyang girls bus stop from the overhead bridge someone came from behind and -sensitive- I WAS SHOCKED. and i turned around and i saw a nerdy boy roughly the age of 13. then i was confused! was i imagining things?? has e culprit ran away alr?? did this boy so happen to be near me?? and then -sensitive- stunned for a second. then i knew sth was not quite right and i backed away from him, and he grabbed my wrist so tt i cant get away and tried to -sensitive- OMGGG. and i was stupid!! i din scream or shout or anything and let him get away. then i felt so insulted and embarrassed that i just went down the stairs and boarded a bus. i know it's e dumbest thing to do but sorry.. i was in such a great shock.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bad day, because i crossed the bridge when i didnt have to in the first place i just crossed it because i was deep in thought and not paying attention, resulting in such an unfortunate incident, then i boarded the wrong bus because i was on the wrong side, then when i alighted i forgot to tap my card, then my mum din pick up her phone even aft i called her ten over times. so add all these tgt, and i was sobbing at a unfamiliar place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called sylvia on the bus, and she told me to go to the police. so i waited extremely long at the bus stop for my dad to pick me up and bring me to the bukit timah police station. it was quite a big affair, because policemen were deployed to go to the area where the incident happened to try and seek the culprit according to the description i gave them. then there's this man who seemed to be of a higher rank than the policemen we see in police stations demanding a policewoman to get me to lead her to the exact bridge where the incident occur in case i described the wrong bridge to them, and only let it rest when i assured them tt i was an ex-ny girl and i couldnt have gotten the location wrong. and i had my statements recorded by an investigator who came from somewhere else. the whole process was quite leh cheh, it took me around 1.5 hrs. so pissed off at myself, cant even do a simple picture fit for them/provide greater details as to wad the boy looked like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so girls out there reading this: the message i want to bring across is that outrage of modesty is a very serious offence. if anyone makes u feel uncomfortable, do not hesitate to call 999 IMMEDIATELY or shout for help so tt the culprit can be caught. try to remember wad the culprit looks like so that you can provide a picture fit, and pay attention to what he is wearing, his footware, wad he has with him, his hair, his height etc and any other special features he has so tt the police officers will know who to look out for when they are deployed to the area.i feel really pissed off at myself because i just let a dangerous figure go at large and somebody else could get hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i think being a police officer is a very meaningful job. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-678223528010633566?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/678223528010633566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=678223528010633566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/678223528010633566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/678223528010633566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-to-hell-but-before-that-go-to-prison.html' title='GO TO HELL. BUT BEFORE THAT, GO TO PRISON.'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-168038544790007165</id><published>2008-03-08T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:36:25.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HONOURABLE MENTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 DISTINCTIONS-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EVERLYN LEE JIA YI 06S71&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!! oh well, my school is so zai that 6 disinctions is not zai enough to be displayed on the powerpoint slide. so i shall do it on my own! hmpf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得。。我又受到幸运之神的眷顾了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉上我好像一直都是如此过来的，平时slacker的态度，只做该做的从不多做，没有做的就too bad lor,平时表现平平，甚至有时因为缺乏努力而表现得很差。可是，在最后的紧要关头，却能够一鸣惊人。小四分流、小六会考，中四prelims，中四会考， 一直都是如此！尤其中四prelims,一堆C6，after moderation 却&lt;strong&gt;刚好&lt;/strong&gt;拿8分partial entry into hwachong! 然后o levels就&lt;strong&gt;刚好&lt;/strong&gt;拿7分，&lt;strong&gt;刚好&lt;/strong&gt;能够留在华中留在71，现在又从BDES+D 到 AAAA+B，GP grade &lt;strong&gt;刚好&lt;/strong&gt;能进Communication Studies, 我只能说，我很幸运能够得到幸运之神的眷顾。当然！也不能说我完全没有努力啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking my results is, once again, a very dramatic experience. im sorry! but i tend to.. forget tt i shd act glam. when mr ang was giving his speech, i actually felt very touched. no kidding! like.. im so proud that hwachong did so well, proud that im part of hwachong, feeling joyful for those who did exceedingly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i started to freak out when i was just about to get my results. and it got worse when everyone before me din do very well for GP. at tt moment i thought DIE LIAO DIE LIAO IM GOING TO GET A C FOR GP. then as usual, i always like to prolong my agony by refusing to look at my grades when i receive my result slip. so ms lim was like all A except B. then a momentary relief when i heard all As. and then EXCEPT GP started to sink in and then OH SHIT. then when i looked at it OMG!! IT'S A B!! I GOT A B FOR GP!! I HAVE A CHANCE AT MASS COMM!! and then there i was shrieking! strangely not I GOT 4 As! but I GOT B FOR GP!! HAHA! then im so happy i just 扑向 xinyi (i think =p) and hugged her! and all of these were too a.a. that i caught the attention of a reporter and he happily snapped like 5 pictures of me -.- so i highly suspect that i will appear in tomorrow's (or more accurately put, today's) chinese papers. OH WELLLLL. the whole world will prob think that im mad since my results are not that absolutely fantastic. but who cares! im REALLY OVER THE MOON :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a lot of photos today! because i want to capture all the happyyyyy faces :D genuinely happy faces. i think this sort of joy is really..once-in-a-lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for those who din perform up to expectations...dun let this get u down alright? it's not e end of the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. will upload the photos very soon! but for now, i think i need slppp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-168038544790007165?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/168038544790007165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=168038544790007165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/168038544790007165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/168038544790007165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/03/as.html' title='As'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2503884105035900375</id><published>2008-03-05T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:16.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE DENNY!</title><content type='html'>da sao feels like she has aged by at least 10 years while planning the genting trip for the class. i sure hope everything turns out fine. i will faint if anyone pulls out at the last minute so people! dun play such a trick on da sao ok! and then after the trip welfare rep will go into hiding for like very very long to take a long break, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denny's off to U.S.! and so we spent a day with him yesterday before he leaves and we wun get to see him till very long later. we went kbox omg?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R8601HsQ38I/AAAAAAAAAbI/AihpnDjY3qY/s1600-h/P1011972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R8601HsQ38I/AAAAAAAAAbI/AihpnDjY3qY/s320/P1011972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174271846586048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's yowyow gary and winkwink. THEY MAKE A HILARIOUS TRIO. i think it's entertaining enough to sit there and watch yowyow and gary winkwink here and winkwink there in every song, and winkwink giving the -.-"/sian diao/wad rubbish?! face in response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R862SnsQ39I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UJxbNA6rtO0/s1600-h/P1011976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R862SnsQ39I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UJxbNA6rtO0/s320/P1011976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174273452903817170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA?! pls stand outside and use the phone to request for service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suki sushi for dinner and it's winkwink's treat. thank you winkwink!! take loads of care and 71 will miss u!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A's results will be out on friday. Let miracle happen again and give me 4 As 4As 4As!! actually, GP's the more crucial one, if i get any worse than a B.. then dreams are dashed, plans are thwarted and efforts have come to naught. so. &lt;strong&gt;GP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2503884105035900375?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2503884105035900375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2503884105035900375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2503884105035900375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2503884105035900375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/03/bye-bye-denny.html' title='BYE BYE DENNY!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R8601HsQ38I/AAAAAAAAAbI/AihpnDjY3qY/s72-c/P1011972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2635282779145135363</id><published>2008-02-25T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:48:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertained by Boredom</title><content type='html'>doesnt really make sense but oh well. i didnt realise it has already been almost a month since i last worked. oops, frictionally unemployed again. unemployed, meaning i am STILL in the labour force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted another day away. anyway was bored so i took a quiz aka Get to know yourself better which i saw on juliana's blog. really interesting one, rather similar to the one jason did on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's rather accurate, try it! and if i see people around me getting all the same answers then hmmm, maybe it's not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2635282779145135363?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2635282779145135363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2635282779145135363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2635282779145135363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2635282779145135363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/02/entertained-by-boredom.html' title='Entertained by Boredom'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-494548587889656541</id><published>2008-02-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:51:21.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>enjoying the gatherings with family and friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-494548587889656541?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/494548587889656541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=494548587889656541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/494548587889656541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/494548587889656541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8516776523952218367</id><published>2008-01-23T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T02:14:05.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>i finally understand why people wish they could go back to the schooling days. definitely not missing the mugging i suppose, but the whole environment and culture, where you can learn things at your own pace and mistakes are tolerated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, allow me to be vulgar just this very one time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8516776523952218367?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8516776523952218367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8516776523952218367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8516776523952218367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8516776523952218367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/work_23.html' title='Work'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7219348865320652360</id><published>2008-01-20T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:10:52.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Helped with auditions for Front Episode 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to be more confident and articulate, even though im receiving instructions most of the time. how do i do strike a balance.. my brain needs to work faster too, so that i can figure out the fastest way of completing a task and not doing it the leh cheh, inefficient and disorganised way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7219348865320652360?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2366230953542895276</id><published>2008-01-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:40:08.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xperience NTU</title><content type='html'>was informative. it convinced me further that WKW SCI is the place for me (or maybe it's just their psycho-ing prowess, since that's what they do ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im inspired! and im determined to change. tomorrow shall be a fresh start. GAMBATTE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2366230953542895276?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2366230953542895276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2366230953542895276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2366230953542895276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2366230953542895276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/xperience-ntu.html' title='Xperience NTU'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-120627873602240055</id><published>2008-01-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:31:29.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>i need a change of mentality. As long as i am bothered by the fact that im earning a meagre pay, i wun be able to put my heart into whatever i am doing. im holding back, not going all out to make full use of the opportunity and do something which i've always longed to do and experience. THIS IS THE BEST OPPORTUNITY! DUN WASTE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona.. whoever you are, i am having a hard time now trying to meet the standards you set for all interns after you :( GAMBATTE!! I JUST NEED TO BE LESS CALCULATIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was mainly doing logging yesterday. i almost went mad!! Logging the trailers was ok..it was rather interesting. Trailers for jumper, the hitcher, the haunted school, infection, saw 3, some german movie etc etc.. seeing how the video, audio, background music and texts were pieced together to get the final trailer. logging singapore shots' tapes was HELL! although it was interesting to see what videos they have captured to portray the image of singapore (eg Indians walking out of chinese temple, aerial shots of east coast with cityscape as background, sideview of girl in LRT, dawn to dusk in CBD area etc etc), there were simply too many scenes! there were a lot of times i just couldnt figure out which caption refers to which scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was mainly cataloging.. cataloging the costumes and props. my poor hands! hands which never did housework. they suffered today because i had to move heavy boxes around..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-120627873602240055?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/120627873602240055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=120627873602240055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/120627873602240055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/120627873602240055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3149271498920615799</id><published>2008-01-16T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:53:49.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Day At Work</title><content type='html'>Had to make a trip to Liang Court to get dry ice and food colouring before heading to Singapore Institure of Science where the filming is held. Front Episode 10 on Arts Central. The coloured liquids in the test tubes (in the test tube holder) on the first bench are prepared by me! Pretty ^^ and prettier than the test tubes at the other bench ^^ like anyone will care -.- Saw Miss Eunice Olsen today, she's the host of Front. Exchanged a few words with her out of necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to get meals for the crew and the cast. I asked shi ying a dozen times if anyone has any preference, like if anyone is unable to take meat or anything, and she said NO. then when i came back with the food (chicken rice and chicken cutlet from a stall a distance away) this guy said that he doesnt take chicken. like WTH! ok fine Shi Ying doesnt know. and if his colleague doesnt know how am I supposed to know right?! ok fine. then Shi Ying told me to get him another packet of food!! ... yea maybe these are the duties expected of a production assistant, but let me admit it ok, im still not very used to being ordered around like a brainless maid alright. Even a maid fetches a pay a few times higher than mine. WEI QU AHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then more errands.. and there's this really nice taxi uncle whom i had a great time chatting with. GAMBATTE UNCLE!! it's a pity i din notice what his name is.. :( which means there's totally no chance of meeting him somewhere on the island again :(( BOOHOOOO.. i dun like taxi uncles who complain to me about the government being blood suckers and everything, like the taxi uncle i met yesterday. i had to pretend to be interested in and to agree with what he said totally while he slammed the singapore government, or risked being thrown out of the cab or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i transcribed an interview of Titus..which i think i managed to capture 99% of the content exactly, including all the erms and ahs and stammerings. OMGGGG.. i always try to do my best at whatever tasks i am given, which makes me feel even more strongly that im being exploited. i need to find out some way to behave responsibly and yet not be exploited. i HATE being made use of like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many people coming for interviews and sending in their applications to my project manager!! why isnt there any interns joining me still?? are they really planning to let me bao the job of 3 interns??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3149271498920615799?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3149271498920615799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3149271498920615799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3149271498920615799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3149271498920615799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-day-at-work.html' title='Second Day At Work'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1357335930659849908</id><published>2008-01-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:20:50.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day At Work</title><content type='html'>I feel like a maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running errands are tiring, but at least they were expected, since production assistants belong to the lowest placement of the hierarchy. I ran 3 errands today- the first one to deliver a cd to singtel, the second one to get cds from someone at royal hotel, and the third one to send some clothes/costumes for drycleaning, buy some stuff that the office requires as well as to get some food for tomorrow’s shooting. But the more absurd ones include housekeeping duties like watering plants, emptying wastepaper baskets and ashtrays, and buying lunch for everyone, and loading and unloading cutlery and plates into the dishwasher! Like WTH! Isnt that what a cleaner/maid is supposed to do?? and they even command a higher salary than me! PISSED OFF. I dun even do these stuff at home la, let alone doing them for someone else. Im a complete noob at these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit shitty in the afternoon, one because I relegated to carrying out such duties, and two because I was e only intern around and it doesn’t seem quite right for me to join in their conversations, so I felt very autistic. It’s only later in the day when I heard that they will be taking in more interns, which pleased me because it meant companionship and others to share my saigang duties with. I hope they dun change their mind and decide that I, alone, can bao ga liao! PLS. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a pretty sad state when I was running the third errand. 2 heavy NTUC plastic bags on my right arm, my handbag slinged on my right shoulder, 2 kopi takeaway bags in each hand, a packet of toast in my right hand, and waiting for the second packet of toast to be ready. Then I spilled a lot of kopi onto my feet, and meanwhile this irritating kopi man is somewhere on my right bugging me for my name. Thank goodness the kopi auntie, despite being fierce to me beforehand, took pity on me and helped me wash my feet and packed my two packets of toast into one. SEE LA, I LOOK PITIFUL ENOUGH EVEN TO THE KOPI AUNTIE. Whereas it din even occur to the person who asked me to run the errand that I wun be able to manage. She din even NOTICE that I was struggling when I went back. (leaving kopi trails because kopi was dripping from my plastic bags)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI, wei qu ah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1357335930659849908?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1357335930659849908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1357335930659849908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1357335930659849908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1357335930659849908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-at-work.html' title='First Day At Work'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2577265922317497827</id><published>2008-01-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:58:49.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Employed!</title><content type='html'>Contrary to popular belief, i have ALWAYS been in the labour force, ie, am of age and have ALWAYS been &lt;strong&gt;willing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;able&lt;/strong&gt; to work. So i was frictionally unemployed, awaiting for the best match possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I AM EMPLOYED! tomorrow will be my first day at work as a production assistant (internship) at Hoods Inc Productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was over the moon when i was called up for an interview! this job is &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING &lt;/strong&gt;that i want. seems like the long wait has been worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jumps around in euphoria*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so grateful for the opportunity. thank you lady luck! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED! HERE I COME! 101%!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2577265922317497827?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2577265922317497827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2577265922317497827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2577265922317497827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2577265922317497827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/employed.html' title='Employed!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-263440392507893126</id><published>2008-01-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:40:12.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Clubbing Experience</title><content type='html'>came unexpectedly. received a call from xinyi in the morning who hoped that i could go to the inter-JC pageant in her place instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue outside The Arena was IMBA long! while queueing, weixin and i met mingshu, hongwei and chee hien. KNEW IT! knew that mingshu wun give up the chance to ogle at chio bus :P HAHAHA. and so we stuck together. The Arena was SUPER packed. Everybody's sandwiched by the surrounding people and i could hardly breathe. Well actually i could hardly see anything throughout the pageant because unfortunately, i am rather short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one time we were all supposed to go up on stage to vote for our favourite contestant to determine Ms and Mr Popularity, and chee hien and i were stopped right at the steps before we could get on stage. SUAY. and so we were stuck there all e way till the pageant ends. at least from then on we got a wonderful view la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weixin went home after the pageant, so the rest of us continued to chill out at Arena and got our drinks. i got vodka coke and vodka sprite. my first time drinking that much more-than-5% alcoholic drinks. i was so afraid i couldnt take it. good thing i wasnt anywhere near sleepy or dizzy or drunk afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to dance! WHOA. never imagine i would do this, at least not..now.i asked hongwei if he knew how to dance when he came back from the dance floor with chee hien while mingshu and i finished our drinks and he said just shake, even if you know how to dance you CANT dance with only an inch between you and the person next to you. SO TRUE INDEED! so.. i just shook lor! this time, yuming and gang were with us too, so by then we were just a big gang shaking and shrieking and egyptian-dancing together. it's not as difficult as i thought it would be, because almost everybody else are doing the same thing (except some who are grinding and everything), the music's really cool, the spotlights are blinding so u cant really see faces, and the 'smoke' around that makes one feel like he or she is on cloud nine, like how mingshu puts it. it's really fun, because it's rather funny when i see people i know letting their hair down, and more importantly, i feel very safe with their company. im not sure why, maybe because i know they are people who know what they can do and what they cannot do (ie will not allow themselves to be totally 'gone'), and look out for one another even while having fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we partiedddd till 2+am and yuming, mingshu,hongwei and i left to take the nightrider home. when we first stepped out of arena there is this annoying ring in my ears, and i could barely hear myself even though it's quiet around. overworked eardrums protesting. that's when i realise how deafening the music actually is to have such an effect. and it took me quite some time to recover. so i conclude clubbing is bad for the ears. i only reached home at 4am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to thank mingshu, who looked out for me the whole night because im a girl. THANK YOU LOADS! =) because if not, im sure i would have gotten very afraid and lost..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-263440392507893126?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/263440392507893126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=263440392507893126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/263440392507893126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/263440392507893126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-clubbing-experience.html' title='My First Clubbing Experience'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-213579333962760164</id><published>2008-01-03T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:00:53.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ａ　ｗａｌｋ　ｄｏｗｎ　ｍｅｍｏｒｙ　ｌａｎｅ</title><content type='html'>咖啡王子一号座！&lt;br /&gt;高恩灿、崔韩诀！&lt;br /&gt;崔韩诀！＜３！真想把他活生生地从荧幕上揪出来当我的理想男友 ): 哈哈！哎，我当然已经非常明了这纯粹属于幻想，一种不可能在现实生活中发生的童话故事。女生们，死心吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新的一年来临了耶。JC　生涯眨眼间结束，已经正式告一段落了。 两年虽短，但回忆大概就可以陪伴我很长的时间吧。这两年对我的意义非常重大，因为我渐渐摘下了用来掩饰内向、害羞的孤傲和冷漠的面具。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation 仿佛就好像只是昨天的事。记忆犹新呀。从早到晚忙些有的没的，ｄａｎｃｅ　ｐｒａｃｔｉｃｅ，　ｂａｎｎｅｒ　ｐａｉｎｔｉｎｇ　ｅｔｃ，虽然大家都疲惫不堪，但还是超好玩的。Ｊａｓｏｎ　ａｎｄ　ｙｕｍｉｎｇ　是ｃｌａｓｓ　ｄａｎｃｅ　的ｐａｒｔｎｅｒ，　在自我介绍的游戏中我介绍ｍｉｎｇｓｈｕ，　ｙｏｗｙｏｗ　介绍我。我还记得当时我心里还想着，怎么左边的人说话有ａｃｃｅｎｔ，　右边的人说话也有ａｃｃｅｎｔ。我莫名其妙当了ｌａｇｇｅｒｓ＇ｃｌｕｂ　的　ＶＰ，　还有一个非常投机的朋友，　ｆｅｒａｒｉｎａ，　ｌａｇｇｅｒｓ＇ｃｌｕｂ　的ｔｒｅａｓｕｒｅｒ．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;０６Ｓ７１真是奇妙。与ｋａｙｓｉｏｎｇ再一次分配到同一个班级，也与中三时就看过照片、听过种种是非的ＷｅｉＸｉｎ　和Ｍｉｎｇｓｈｕ　当上了同学。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三个月过去，好友转校让我适应不过来，霎那间发现女生们都已组成ｓｔｒｏｎｇ　ｃｌｉｑｕｅｓ，而我是多出来的一个，也不好意思插一脚进任何一个ｃｌｉｑｕｅ，有一些些孤单呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个突如其来的电话让我六月份凭着奖学金在四川，中国度过。那是我人生中第一次独自出国，而且还有一个月之久。和我一起去的一共有１９个人，但大约一半都已是成年（已久）人，　其他便是来自不同学校、岁数和我差不多大的人。大家一同住在四川大学的宿舍，我与ＳｈｉｒＬｉ同房（她ｋ书的方式好吓人，原来骄人的成绩也是需要下苦功换取的吧）人生地不熟，前几天非常想家、想朋友。宿舍离就读的那间大楼好远，每天早上都要走好远的路。更有趣的是学校里竟然有ｔｒｉｓｈａｗｓ，专门载人来回东南西北大门，还有一家专卖翻版ｄｖｄ的店。除了大人们以外，其他人几乎都不听课，偷偷做功课、睡觉之类的。中国那里的负责人可是非常非常地照顾我们，带我们四处吃喝玩乐。在那里有很多很多的第一次，第一次看熊猫，第一次爬山，第一次吃冰糖葫芦，第一次吃鸳鸯麻辣火锅（我可是第一次尝到如此麻、如此辣的东西，麻得舌头失去知觉，辣的叫人受不了。听说里头用了全世界最辣的辣椒！），第一次看变脸表演，第一次吃南瓜饭等等。当然还有当地的美食啦！麻婆豆腐、东坡肉等都是当地著名的食物。学校的餐厅单单炒饭就有多达５０种口味，杂酱面和担担面都才新币几毛钱。外面的豪华餐厅食物的价格只是本地ｆｏｏｄｃｏｕｒｔ的价钱，所以我们经常去享用大餐。外加用了大量的油、盐和味精（所以中国人都觉得本地的食物太淡，真是让人吓一大跳），所以让我短短一个月内体重大增！好恐怖。对了，有一次在宿舍洗衣服的时候，碰到一些洋人，告诉她们我是从新加坡来的，他们居然没听过新加坡！还问我是ｃｏｕｎｔｒｙ　ｏｒ　ｓｔａｔｅ，　还以为是香港的一部分什么的，　真是让我哑口无言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;２００６年尾，懵懵懂懂在毫无计划之下进入ｍｓｈ　ｄｉｒｅｃｔ做事。那是我第一次做如此具有挑战性的工作。对电脑一窍不通的我做ｍａｘｏｎｌｉｎｅ的ｐｒｏｍｏｔｅｒ，实在有些难度。仅仅几个钟头的ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ，我连ｒｅｕｔｅｒ都没来得及搞懂就有一大堆的ｐｒｏｍｏｔｉｏｎ　ｐａｃｋａｇｅｓ　ａｎｄ　ｐｒｉｃｉｎｇｓ要背。敲第一户人家的门的时候紧张得要命。前几次ｒｏａｄｓｈｏｗｓ　的时候更是不知所措。还好，我算是非常非常幸运，一直受到一位朋友的照顾。他在公司里也相当有权利，所以要求什么也特别容易。在他身上，学会了很多很多工作上的事，也领悟了非常非常多的道理。前几次ｒｏａｄｓｈｏｗｓ也老给他训，有一次就直接告诉我：SEX! Smile Enthusiasm Excitement! 哈！他是个很有启发性的人，我希望自己在一些方面也可以像他一样。对于他，我是说不尽地感激，也深信他会有成功的一天。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ａ水准。。没什么印象，只记得在即将来临的前几天充满了无助感，考试一天一天逼近，即使没有充分的准备，也无法停住时间。考试一开始，就是读了就考，靠完了又读，反反复复这么过了三个礼拜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈，本来要仔细记载这两年的事，可发现零零碎碎的事情太多了，根本不可能。总之，我觉得自己很幸运，可以就读华中，就读０６ｓ７１，可以与同学们相处得很愉快，愿意和贪玩的我疯、和我闹，让日子又好玩又有趣！这两年改变了我不少，让内向的我慢慢拾起勇气，想做什么就做什么，让人生精彩一点，遗憾少一点，回忆多一点。我也感受了许多以前不曾有过的情感，怪有趣的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好吧！就这样和过去的两年说再见，迎接２００８吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-213579333962760164?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/213579333962760164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=213579333962760164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/213579333962760164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/213579333962760164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='Ａ　ｗａｌｋ　ｄｏｗｎ　ｍｅｍｏｒｙ　ｌａｎｅ'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7248297849892809913</id><published>2007-12-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:06:58.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TalentQuest08 II</title><content type='html'>music garage is damn hard to find. i had to weave through all e shops in bugis village before i can find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, rather torturous while waiting for my turn. but it's not so bad this time because my parents were with me, and it's not a long wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a shock when i entered the audition room. there were more judges (who were surprisingly young and hip) than i thought. plus a camera man who's filming the whole process. so i attempted to crack some not-very-funny jokes and i sang. felt my whole body tremble while i sang. damn, what's there to be so afraid of, should have calmed myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 4 judges, so there were quite a fair bit of comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nervous/tempo too fast ie too rushed (DAMN)/not much prob with pitching (YAY!)etcetcetc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN SOON! -inserts expression-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that mean what does that mean. HMMMM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not read too much into it. 听天由命！in case they are playing nice. i guess my score is determined, then if it places me in the top 50 good for me if not too bad. to be honest im rather apprehensive at the thought of getting into e quarterfinals. if im not wrong it's a public performance and it requires BOTH voting and judges' score. YUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7248297849892809913?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7248297849892809913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7248297849892809913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7248297849892809913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7248297849892809913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/talentquest08-ii.html' title='TalentQuest08 II'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4647105095302794043</id><published>2007-12-26T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T17:16:58.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve BBQ</title><content type='html'>turned out pretty well! my seek-the-candy-canes game turned out to be wildly successful ;) afterwards we had, surprisingly, a lot of fun in games that we came up with on the spot. i won in 猜拳 against my aunt! MUAHAHAHA. downing only half a cup of bacardi vs like 3 cups of red wine (i admit i have an unfair advantage). and my team won e act-and-guess-what-we-are-acting game too! and i never once kena in 终极密码. MUAHAHA! so ego-boosting :D seems like i never had so much fun in a family gathering in a long time already. like i said, hope things will continue to change for the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TalentQuest08 committee replied me already! ERPS. im having my audition on 30 Dec this coming sunday. shuddersshuddersshudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need a lot more courage than ever to see me through everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4647105095302794043?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4647105095302794043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4647105095302794043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4647105095302794043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4647105095302794043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve-bbq.html' title='Christmas Eve BBQ'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8105944651654417621</id><published>2007-12-24T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:00:25.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TalentQuest08</title><content type='html'>again, i've decided to inject some excitement into my otherwise mundane life. wonder if my heart can take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no turning back- sent in my registration form already. i guess auditions will start soon. always challenging my limits. see if i'll be nerve-wrecked this time round. and forget my lyrics and screw up, like wad i always do without fail. my aim shall be to pass the auditions! but first, cannot screw up. 50, will there be my place? hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8105944651654417621?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8105944651654417621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8105944651654417621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8105944651654417621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8105944651654417621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/talentquest08.html' title='TalentQuest08'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1796290960904605301</id><published>2007-12-22T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T19:08:45.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eventful Day!</title><content type='html'>nothing much exciting happened actually, but these days it's rare that im occupied for the entire day. GOOOOD! so i wun feel like i wasted a day away in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im taking my Basic Theory Test (BTT) in end of march next year! damn far away. and i refuse to attend theory lessons so i registered as a private candidate. suddenly im very excited at the thought of studying for the test myself and see if i can pass the test without taking lessons ^^ i wonder why the sudden enthusiasm in mugging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had buffet at merchant court hotel! it's a treat by my relatives. it's like once in a blue moon that i get to enjoy such high-class dining. i would never bear to part with my money like that. and oh man the calories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousins' house thereafter. HAPPPPPYYYYYYYY!! they are really fun people. was really close to them when i was really young. but the distance between us grew and there was a period of time i think to them i was just cold and aloof, though in actual fact i was merely introverted. and they probably think that i have too different lifestyles from them. glad i made e first move today. some things are so easy, but for some reason i always seem to hold back. im not confident, but i hope things get better ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant go night safari with them! *wails* all because dingyuan's coming to install SCV at my house tonight :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to think up of some games for the Christmas BBQ this coming monday.. good opportunity to get together and have some fun with my cousins again. but what.. i thought of one: I NEVER! any other suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* i just received my card from YUMING-EXPRESS! HOHOHO MERRRRRRRY CHRISTMAS! he's like a santa claus sia. and he just passed cheryl's guitar to me! excitinggggggg! :D */edit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1796290960904605301?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1796290960904605301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1796290960904605301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1796290960904605301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1796290960904605301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/eventful-day.html' title='An Eventful Day!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8628686290443709288</id><published>2007-12-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:31:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adulthood? 0.o</title><content type='html'>心平静了许多呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;attesa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how, seems like everyone else is getting busy. im not a proud slacker anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真害怕失去难得的悠闲自在。考试期间最向往的不就是这种时间多得就连用来发呆也不觉得浪费、内疚的日子吗。现在反而。。觉得有点无聊。考试期间不也想到有好多好多事情要做的吗？怎么现在连想要做事的冲劲也没了。是想要冬眠？0.o 哇，无可救药地懒散耶。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treading onto unfamailiar grounds as i step into adulthood. i thought getting a driving license is not all that difficult. now i know it involves a great deal of money, time and energy. enrolment, basic theory, final theory etcetc, e process is not as simple as i thought. TROUBLEEEEEESOME. there are much more of such stuff i need to pick up isnt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be signing up for my basic theory test one of these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8628686290443709288?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8628686290443709288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8628686290443709288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8628686290443709288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8628686290443709288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/adulthood-0o.html' title='Adulthood? 0.o'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2571984605233589794</id><published>2007-12-15T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:59:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我好勇敢哦</title><content type='html'>好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕好可怕！！ Have i really done wad i think i just did?? HMMM.. i never fail to amaze myself. 感觉上我好像不愿平平淡淡地过一生似的，总是偶尔做一些让自己心惊胆战的事情来。May the force be with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2571984605233589794?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2571984605233589794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2571984605233589794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2571984605233589794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2571984605233589794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='我好勇敢哦'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5285234463705429126</id><published>2007-12-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Promenade - Belle Memoire</title><content type='html'>Did my hair and makeup at Hollywood Secrets, Paragon for $65. it wasnt really worth it, for i wasnt quite happy with my hair (i thought i'll perhaps look better without any form of hairstyling because im really not suited to tie my hair back) and i dun think my mum's makeup prowess is below that of my makeup artist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gUwGRjL-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/w3JwIbFN9hM/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gUwGRjL-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/w3JwIbFN9hM/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140881791193919458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gUwmRjL_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/L1MOiewoWaw/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gUwmRjL_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/L1MOiewoWaw/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140881799783854066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gVjGRjMAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YoZRdNSsuDI/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gVjGRjMAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YoZRdNSsuDI/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140882667367247874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shangri La Hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gWvGRjMBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/0Imiqh3AsK0/s1600-h/P1011837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gWvGRjMBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/0Imiqh3AsK0/s320/P1011837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140883973037305874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gWvmRjMCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nn6aoU68Os8/s1600-h/P1011835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gWvmRjMCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nn6aoU68Os8/s320/P1011835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140883981627240482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's e cutlery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYJmRjMDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/uTIHbeupTko/s1600-h/P1011825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYJmRjMDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/uTIHbeupTko/s320/P1011825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140885527815467058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYJ2RjMEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pZWenK2hS4M/s1600-h/P1011886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYJ2RjMEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pZWenK2hS4M/s320/P1011886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140885532110434370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's that for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYYGRjMFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Cil1BCqg6b4/s1600-h/P1011833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gYYGRjMFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Cil1BCqg6b4/s320/P1011833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140885776923570258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gZIGRjMGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pJkNcug3Q2o/s1600-h/P1011828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gZIGRjMGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pJkNcug3Q2o/s320/P1011828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140886601557291106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys at the other table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see how i look like, below are some of the more decent-looking pictures of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gfZWRjMHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/twa1aqa_rdU/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gfZWRjMHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/twa1aqa_rdU/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140893494979801202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i think this photo is the only one i had which is relatively clearer and extends beyond my half-body! AHHH! i dun have a pic that shows my full body! that's wad happens when my cam ran out of batt halfway through due to my frantic taking of bo liao pics like those above at e beginning of prom =( (plus the tiara which was given by rebecca towards the end of prom ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1ghjmRjMII/AAAAAAAAAXk/38uWPUBpOD8/s1600-h/P1011811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1ghjmRjMII/AAAAAAAAAXk/38uWPUBpOD8/s320/P1011811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140895870096715906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1ghkGRjMJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cAJU-IdbL3A/s1600-h/P1011813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1ghkGRjMJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cAJU-IdbL3A/s320/P1011813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140895878686650514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1giGGRjMKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QiuaLJ0-YsU/s1600-h/P1011807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1giGGRjMKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QiuaLJ0-YsU/s320/P1011807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140896462802202786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see other beaus and hunks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glpWRjMOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BrAJbo09mQA/s1600-h/P1011822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glpWRjMOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BrAJbo09mQA/s320/P1011822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140900366927474914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glpmRjMPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zEZ_BiTyXLQ/s1600-h/P1011820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glpmRjMPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zEZ_BiTyXLQ/s320/P1011820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140900371222442226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glp2RjMQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WsXhi9DTfK8/s1600-h/P1011856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glp2RjMQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WsXhi9DTfK8/s320/P1011856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140900375517409538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glqGRjMRI/AAAAAAAAAYs/MnrNe7viaRc/s1600-h/P1011878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1glqGRjMRI/AAAAAAAAAYs/MnrNe7viaRc/s320/P1011878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140900379812376850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e more interesting photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gmdmRjMTI/AAAAAAAAAY4/-8aFEFF3-_U/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gmdmRjMTI/AAAAAAAAAY4/-8aFEFF3-_U/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140901264575639858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoilt princesses! notice the contrasting black vs white halter necks (and shoes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gmd2RjMUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/eokkwpdfaVg/s1600-h/P1011873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gmd2RjMUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/eokkwpdfaVg/s320/P1011873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140901268870607170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH. notice the contrast again. weixin sucking everything in and im blowing everything out! hur hur. okok, another way to put it is the fat vs the skinny -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gnIWRjMVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/aNxyC3coNwE/s1600-h/Photo-0779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gnIWRjMVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/aNxyC3coNwE/s320/Photo-0779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140901999015047506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, a zi pai to end the entry! HAHAHAHAHA! ok la, that's e last shot of me and my makeup before i wash it off at gary's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gnn2RjMWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BBxRzuJgl4Y/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gnn2RjMWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BBxRzuJgl4Y/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140902540180926818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture has nothing much to do with prom :P that's 5 guys squashed in my dad's car, with wilson, edmund, weixin, ksiong and zeqi sitting &lt;strong&gt;back-front-back-front-back on the SEATS. &lt;/strong&gt; how unglam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5285234463705429126?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5285234463705429126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5285234463705429126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5285234463705429126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5285234463705429126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-promenade-belle-memoir.html' title='2007 Promenade - Belle Memoire'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/R1gUwGRjL-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/w3JwIbFN9hM/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4744982246393193244</id><published>2007-11-22T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:57:34.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on my countdown clock it says 23 days 13 hours 10 min 48 sec past A's.. in a blink of an eye it's been 23 gruelling days! from day 1 till now i have been exercising quite a bit of self-descipline: i barely watched e tv, barely surfed the net and didnt even step out of home besides going to school! OMG. mugging at home was a lonely business, and when i get sick of studying i will just stand by the windowside and watch the kids go to school. n i love it e most when it pours! i will stand by the window and watch the rain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now all of these are OVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however before i move on and enjoy the long post A's break i still have to whack myself for some of the STUPIDEST things that one can EVER do when taking the A Level papers.&lt;em&gt; GP was just so bad for me.. running out of time for an essay is bad enough, but the worst was during the comprehension. I MUST BE MAD! why did i restrict myself to looking at only the summary points when doing the AQ??? if i had just flipped back to the passage and glimpsed through it, i wouldnt have ended up writing the CRAP that i did in desperation to fill up the PAGE! i never made this kinda silly mistakes for all my GP papers before! SO DUMB. and maths paper 1.. omg..seriously i wasnt in e right frame of mind then. AT ALL. i made a fatal mistake..e front portion of e paper was easy, so i took it for granted and did them EXTREMELY slowly..wad i did was unbelievable. i did every single step slowly, and will mumble them under my breath, like "2 times 3 equal 6..2 times 3 equal 6.. ok then.." OMG. n it's only until half the time was gone before i realized i was going WAY too slowly and to my greatest horror the bulk of the marks were at e back! half an hour before e paper ends i even thought helplessly to myself that OMG i cant believe that this is happening to me in an A level paper..in e end i ran out of time and there are questions i din even have time to look at. THIS IS SO DUMB. IT'S THE DUMBEST THING ONE CAN EVER DO, AND I DID IT! I WAS OUT OF MY MIND. so i learnt e lesson n zoomed through paper 2, and went back to e questions i cant do aft i had completed the paper, n i managed to salvage 10 marks tt way! see e difference? yea.. DAMN. this is going to cost me. n there's nothing i can do about it except to laugh at my own stupidity. n chem paper 3.. i thought i had already given myself a prep talk?? after all the multiple papers that i have done i am obviously weak at calculations n i should NEVER attempt calculation questions when given a choice. n i even made it a point to study protein!! why did i allow myself to waver?? so what if everybody else said that they wun do protein when given a choice?? what has that got to do with me?? why did i have to follow the crowd?? they may be better at calculations, but im not! CRAP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4744982246393193244?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4744982246393193244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4744982246393193244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4744982246393193244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4744982246393193244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-my-countdown-clock-it-says-23-days.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7367185868598470635</id><published>2007-09-19T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:33:52.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Cruising</title><content type='html'>This is so interesting and hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to Career Cruising, http://www.careercruising.com/&lt;br /&gt;2. Put in Username: nycareers and Password: landmark.&lt;br /&gt;3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the top twenty results.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put the careers you have seriously considered/would find interesting in bold.&lt;br /&gt;6. Put the careers that make you think "WTF" in italics/underline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interest Rank&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Actor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow i cant believe this is the number 1 job for me&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;2. Animator&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Set Designer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Costume Designer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;5. Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Comedian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... am i that comical?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;7. Artist&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Art Director&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;Medical Illustrator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to check up on this, and guess what i found! rare individuals who have both a demonstrated artistic ability and a detailed knowledge of human and animal anatomy. hello?!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Composer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;11. Special Effects Technician&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;12. Desktop Publisher&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Musician&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;14. Craftsperson&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;em&gt;Potter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Fashion Designer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;17. Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Director of Photography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;19. Dancer&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;em&gt;Nursery / Greenhouse Grower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;micropropagation? *horrors*&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;21. Cashier&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;22. Professional Athlete&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;em&gt;Dispatcher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person who oversees the departure of trains, airplanes, buses, etc., as for a transportation company or railroad. urm... not very interested.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Stylist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Casting Director&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;26. Computer Animator&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;Interior Decorator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;28. Outdoor Guide&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;29. Tour Guide&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Flight Attendant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;31.&lt;em&gt; Stuntperson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URM... i dun want to die early!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;32. Librarian&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;33. Mediator&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;34. Dental Assistant&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Producer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;em&gt;Zookeeper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;em&gt;Mail Carrier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going around delivering letters is definitely not my dream job!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;38. Forestry Technician&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;em&gt;Gardener&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T im sure i can do more than this&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;Model&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone ever wants me HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;obviously im going after the brainless jobs ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7367185868598470635?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7367185868598470635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7367185868598470635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7367185868598470635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7367185868598470635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/09/career-cruising.html' title='Career Cruising'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5998287475872354662</id><published>2007-08-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:15:42.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>To all the great teachers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. &lt;strong&gt;Ms &lt;strong&gt;Joyce Lee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Pri 3) for all the intriguing UFO stories, &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ng &lt;/strong&gt;(Pri 5), &lt;strong&gt;Ms Yeo &lt;/strong&gt;(Pri 6) for being an amazing English teacher, &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Chua &lt;/strong&gt;(Sec 4) for making Physics seem so simple, &lt;strong&gt;Wu Lao Shi &lt;/strong&gt;(Sec 4) for sparking my interest in the Chinese Language, &lt;strong&gt;Ms Wong &lt;/strong&gt;(J2) for being such a caring teacher, &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ong &lt;/strong&gt;(J2) for her enthusiasm and decication in teaching, and &lt;strong&gt;Ms Lim &lt;/strong&gt;(J2) for being an amazing GP teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5998287475872354662?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5998287475872354662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5998287475872354662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5998287475872354662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5998287475872354662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2634718319114466777</id><published>2007-08-30T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:20.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratatouille</title><content type='html'>This is crazy- i've already watched 3 movies this month, namely Secret, 881, and Ratatouille when i should be mugging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that i've caught the movie &lt;strong&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/strong&gt; on the first day of it's release! all because of the 5-star rating it got from The Straits Time. and i'm glad i did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RtaSI7JzwVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tcjsYt1f-cY/s1600-h/200px-RatatouillePoster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RtaSI7JzwVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tcjsYt1f-cY/s320/200px-RatatouillePoster2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104427909686477138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely do not know much about animation-making, but from a layman's point of view, i thought the animation looked really vivid! and i thought the movie was... interesting, because it gave me the 'i-feel-good' feeling after the movie, but then again, i cant pin-point what exactly is the feel-good factor. maybe it was what ksiong said, that e movie was entertaining throughout. i really had a good laugh! this is what i'll call a comedy, a notch better than the other so-called comedies that involve really lame scenes. it hinted about some of the social and moral issues as well, but then again, this is quite typical of an animation feature. (urmmm a result of an overdose of GP in the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of hard work went into the making of the animation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ratatouille_%28film%29&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2634718319114466777?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2634718319114466777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2634718319114466777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2634718319114466777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2634718319114466777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/08/ratatouille.html' title='Ratatouille'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RtaSI7JzwVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tcjsYt1f-cY/s72-c/200px-RatatouillePoster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8996052144912257551</id><published>2007-08-25T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>my birthdays were never particularly memorable. to me, they are just like any other day. looking back all the way to the day that i was born, i dun think that i can remember any of my birthdays well, and even if i do, i dun think i can succeed in recounting it to someone and not putting him or her to sleep. maybe i can pull it off with a recount of last year's birthday when i received 17 eggtarts as a birthday cake with candles on it that will not extinguish. that, however, pales in comparison to my birthday this year, which i can say is my &lt;strong&gt;BEST BIRTHDAY EVER &lt;/strong&gt;=) (e pun!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all began on saturday, when mingshu and gang asked me out for a supposed surprise, which was spoilt by me coz i refused to give up doing my GP halfway at home until he tells me what sort of surprise he was talking about exactly. and ALTHOUGH I WASNT THE FIRST PERSON HE ASKED (hmmm hmmm!) because in actual fact someone else's birthday was on that day itself, im still glad that im second on the list, given that it is BUAYA MINGSHU! =P so the surprise was actually a ticket to the fireworks display by china at the VIP seat. that's probably the first time i've been to a fireworks display upclose despite having watched the fireworks for a dozen number of times ever since i could walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_snrJzv9I/AAAAAAAAATM/11AeeV0cXVI/s1600-h/P1011652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_snrJzv9I/AAAAAAAAATM/11AeeV0cXVI/s320/P1011652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102557069176979410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty!&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing was i think i even managed to catch sight of a shooting star! if that was actually a shooting star, then that would be the first time in my life that i've ever seen one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up would be on 21st august, tuesday. at dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: u want more rice?&lt;br /&gt;me: dun wan&lt;br /&gt;dad: u want more rice?&lt;br /&gt;me: dun wan&lt;br /&gt;dad: then guitar u want or not?&lt;br /&gt;me: -stunned-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy because it shows that all the while he was actually paying attention to what i was saying, because i recently mentioned that the first thing i'll do after the A's is to pick up the guitar at a music school. and he did his homework- he went to check up on the prices of various guitars. so thanks dad! even though i told him to owe me the present till after A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it's yuming who specially came down to present his present, which is really big, and really him haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_sobJzwAI/AAAAAAAAATk/QdU_kA6NOrY/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_sobJzwAI/AAAAAAAAATk/QdU_kA6NOrY/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102557082061881346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! his masterpiece! which now sits on my table in my room, with a faint smell of spraypaint. so that explains his really colourful fingers a few days before my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the really exciting part, which made my birthday not at all easy to forget even in the years to come. my heartfelt thanks to kaysiong, wei xin and mitchell who masterminded the entire amazing race. it sure is no mean feat, and i appreciate it very, very much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_soLJzv-I/AAAAAAAAATU/gLKJJhsAAtg/s1600-h/P1011676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_soLJzv-I/AAAAAAAAATU/gLKJJhsAAtg/s320/P1011676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102557077766914018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_soLJzv_I/AAAAAAAAATc/6RgpseCx3FY/s1600-h/P1011677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_soLJzv_I/AAAAAAAAATc/6RgpseCx3FY/s320/P1011677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102557077766914034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_sobJzwBI/AAAAAAAAATs/I6uP9IY5cYU/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_sobJzwBI/AAAAAAAAATs/I6uP9IY5cYU/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102557082061881362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up is 豆花! (and the handphone accessory) with mitchell's pretty handwriting of 花 on it. all because i told them i dun actually fancy flowers a lot. to put it more accurately, i like flowers just like any other girls, but it's really a waste of the sender's money because flowers wilt and flowers die. and so the idea of 豆'花'. and here comes along clue #1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u7rJzwCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/hwFGTs5zIjk/s1600-h/P1011686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u7rJzwCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/hwFGTs5zIjk/s320/P1011686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102559611797618722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u77JzwDI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ThofT1RElmA/s1600-h/P1011688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u77JzwDI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ThofT1RElmA/s320/P1011688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102559616092586034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8LJzwEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0UXl08SOGYw/s1600-h/P1011689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8LJzwEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0UXl08SOGYw/s320/P1011689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102559620387553346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES your eyes are not playing tricks on you it's really a specially-tailored chemistry question! and there are more to come. according to kaysiong it actually doubles as a form of a revision for prelims, which, apparantly, i need a lot of, so much so that they think that it's necessary for my brain to do some workout on my birthday. i literally have to WORK for my present =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the answer is Rate= w[H+][M], which leads me to my chemistry teacher. (which i initially refuse to believe that they even roped in the teachers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the next reward! and according to kaysiong (again) this is my 18th eggtart, a continuation of the 17 eggtarts that i received last year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xC7JzwNI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hV2-WibcpDE/s1600-h/Photo-0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xC7JzwNI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hV2-WibcpDE/s320/Photo-0639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102561935374926034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8bJzwFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/N8f19dus09M/s1600-h/P1011690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8bJzwFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/N8f19dus09M/s320/P1011690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102559624682520658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8rJzwGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/l9gVXVL5Hn0/s1600-h/P1011692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_u8rJzwGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/l9gVXVL5Hn0/s320/P1011692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102559628977487970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v5bJzwHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6DpVIhmxV1Y/s1600-h/P1011694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v5bJzwHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6DpVIhmxV1Y/s320/P1011694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102560672654540914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR i used to be able to name all the stations on the North East Line in order! until i moved to Yew Tee and had no more chance of taking my favourite NEL =( so that explains the difficulty. i dun even know of the addition of a station! i thought of chinatown initially, and then boon keng. i even polled cheryl, cheryl's mum, pauline, and my mum, but to no avail. until ms wong revealed that it's farrer park when she heard me listing all the stations, which i brushed it off initially. dumbo me! and then when time was almost up and when i was desperate ms wong was like 'why u dun believe me??'. that's when i thought of ferarina and called her during her lecture, which subsequently led me to lih hern, who presented me with the reward! a fruit bar! the most important character in my dieting plan! and unfortunately it's not the most awful flavour that they set out to get =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xCrJzwMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Y4-J_hf9hD4/s1600-h/P1011680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xCrJzwMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Y4-J_hf9hD4/s320/P1011680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102561931079958722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v57JzwII/AAAAAAAAAUk/gcUeoPXu1gg/s1600-h/P1011695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v57JzwII/AAAAAAAAAUk/gcUeoPXu1gg/s320/P1011695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102560681244475522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v57JzwJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_2ZLQ0qpU3c/s1600-h/P1011696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v57JzwJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_2ZLQ0qpU3c/s320/P1011696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102560681244475538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v6LJzwKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/V-jhnFWFG2U/s1600-h/P1011697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v6LJzwKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/V-jhnFWFG2U/s320/P1011697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102560685539442850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORRORS! it's a maths question! and i took so long to solve it that eventually, they gave up and taught me how to interpret the data before leaving me to solve the clue. i arrived at EELNVY initially, and after some rearrangement i got EVELYN. i thought "why does it look so much like my name? except that an R is missing. HMMMM" before it struck me. EVELYN ONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subsequent economics lesson was really hilarious because she refused to present to me my next clue and the lesson sort of centred around me. and i got to sabo people to answer questions! and naturally, i saboed the 3 musketeers involved in the planning of the amazing race MUAHAHA. and she was guessing how the previous clue led to her, which left me pretty helpless because i cant possibly explain the entire concept of sets notation to her. after much drama, eventually, she gave me my reward-cum-clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xC7JzwOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h_dRNrC3aJQ/s1600-h/P1011684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xC7JzwOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h_dRNrC3aJQ/s320/P1011684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102561935374926050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first thought was the snacks stall uncle, and when i voiced it out, xinyi let out an 'omg i can't believe what your brain's made up of' HAH?!, before it struck me that it's BINGYUAN! damn lame! so lame that i cant help but applaud their creativity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so! my reward! which is pretty -.-" if u consider the intended prank, not to mention the AMAZING number of awful-tasting liquorice flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xDLJzwPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hVpj37iPiF4/s1600-h/P1011682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xDLJzwPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hVpj37iPiF4/s320/P1011682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102561939669893362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my final clue! which upon receiving, i cant help but feel sad and longing for more. SOBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v6bJzwLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/k6JbDoepMH8/s1600-h/P1011698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_v6bJzwLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/k6JbDoepMH8/s320/P1011698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102560689834410162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xDbJzwQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TY_8-d_tKRM/s1600-h/P1011699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_xDbJzwQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TY_8-d_tKRM/s320/P1011699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102561943964860674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yHbJzwRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Ujy_0lyJTEU/s1600-h/P1011703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yHbJzwRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Ujy_0lyJTEU/s320/P1011703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102563112195965202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say save the best for the last, and maybe some revamp it by saying save the last for the best, but it's really no joke in this context. the last clue consists of a mind-boggling 5 marks maths qestion taken right off the revision papers, a biology question which really can tell straight away if i have done my revision, and an economics question. THIS CLUE KILLED THE MOST OF MY BRAIN CELLS! and i couldn't have done it without help from the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the answer revealed 3 digits, and after seconds of contemplation, it dawned on me where the hide-out of my final present is. so they say 最危险的地方就是最安全的地方. THE INTERACT ROOM! even though i've been there early in the day i havent at all notice that the present was there, right-smack in my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the final present was exactly what i asked for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yHrJzwSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FmHoyQWoAxk/s1600-h/P1011708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yHrJzwSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FmHoyQWoAxk/s320/P1011708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102563116490932514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pretty little lady is now standing on my tabletop in my room, perfectly poised of herself. the small imperfection on her wrist didn't prove to be a compromise on her elegance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NEVERMIND THE IRRITATING SALESPERSON! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing isn't it? how one clue leads naturally to the other without awkwardness and each clue and reward, and even the entire amazing race, seems to hold some meaning behind it. except, of course, the sugar rush i experience at the end of the day because every reward has a high content of sugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO A BIGBIG THANKYOU! =) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the wonderful presents that the charlie's angels (who really ARE angels! =) ) spent much time preparing for. (xinyi now i know why you were up till so late that night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LONG LIVE THE TOUFUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yi7JzwUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KycIsz-b-pg/s1600-h/P1011626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yi7JzwUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KycIsz-b-pg/s320/P1011626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102563584642367810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, how can i forget all the rest who also joined in the shopping trip for and paid for my presents (of course they din drop from the sky), all the smses i receieved from the expected and the unexpected peeps, the handcrank that was mailed to me by chinyang, the presents that my nice angel jialing as well as the presents that the class peeps like alicia and rebecca gave, and all the birthday wishes i received, and everyone who made the day a difference. (awwww im sorry this turned out really cliche)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the really great day! starting with the rain in the morning which cancelled morning assembly, the absence of mdm tay which freed up 1 and a 1/2 hour of lesson, and the really fun CT lesson when our class just went into a photo-taking frenzy and a reminiscence of childhood times by having a game of pepsi-cola. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! not to forget my REALLY YUMMY AND THUS EQUALLY SINFUL birthday cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yH7JzwTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NiYfnucVqio/s1600-h/P1011670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_yH7JzwTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NiYfnucVqio/s320/P1011670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102563120785899826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my 3 birthday wishes! which, of course, are only meant for the divine beings to know (well im not an atheist, im just an agnostic!) and hopefully, to fulfil =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, im officially Mature 18 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8996052144912257551?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8996052144912257551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8996052144912257551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8996052144912257551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8996052144912257551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-18th-birthday.html' title='My 18th Birthday'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rs_snrJzv9I/AAAAAAAAATM/11AeeV0cXVI/s72-c/P1011652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-617161920385533146</id><published>2007-08-01T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the papers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RrBUpPdNIJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OIupouLQ7Vg/s1600-h/P1011551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RrBUpPdNIJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OIupouLQ7Vg/s320/P1011551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093664246056427666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RrBUofdNIII/AAAAAAAAAKk/dFTfu49Mics/s1600-h/P10115522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RrBUofdNIII/AAAAAAAAAKk/dFTfu49Mics/s320/P10115522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093664233171525762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me that's me! except that im known as everlyn LAU -.- and no i dun think im as certain about my future as how the reporter made it sound like. it's just one of the many options that im currently exploring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERLYN LEE SHALL BE A MUGGER FROM NOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-617161920385533146?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/617161920385533146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=617161920385533146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/617161920385533146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/617161920385533146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-on-papers.html' title='I&apos;m on the papers!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RrBUpPdNIJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OIupouLQ7Vg/s72-c/P1011551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3215228737973827515</id><published>2007-07-29T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:15:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepped down</title><content type='html'>im too lazy to type a long entry at the moment, so to summarize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've officially stepped down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my surname's lee, not lau -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-803797345421112682</id><published>2007-07-11T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T23:12:16.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Execution</title><content type='html'>it sure didnt feel good to have to go to school feeling like im walking into an execution ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have become a softer person over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prepped myself for the execution and tried to build an ultra thick LEAD wall that is impenetrable so that i will be protected from every nasty word she says. apparently it didnt really work. i was so affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, tell me what's the use of an advisor if all she can do is dao my email (and then complained that i didnt consult her when she doesnt even seem interested in the first place), sms the president to tell everyone to guide our juniors properly (hello, im right here, u dun have to go one big round to niao me), to ask me to go see her so that she can blow her top at me and use offending words like are you crazy or i dun want to talk to u anymore go away (i am EXTREMELY DISGUSTED that this is coming from an educator), and to ask us to settle our own problems and is not even willing to sit down with us to discuss about the solutions we proposed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about that Écouter. well it's supposed to be a more classy way of saying &lt;em&gt;worm&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im more upset because it seems as if all of my kind intentions to bond the commserve together, to encourage voluntary work other than weekly tuition and to introduce lynn to the j1 BHS members are unappreciated and the activity seems to be worthless and a waste of time and effort. and what i did was just wrong wrong wrong. THEN WHY DID WE WORK SO HARD FOR IT?? why not just heck it like everyone else and diam diam sit back and relax and wait fcr installation? why make life difficult for myself? uber dumb sia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i forced myself to hold back my tears after the execution coz I WUN LET MYSELF CRY BECAUSE OF HER AND ALL THE NASTY THINGS SHE SAID. SHE'S NOT WORTH MY TEARS MAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought they were already back into my tear ducts when wei xin showed me a list he has compiled of the people who are willing to pool in money to make up for my loss. it was so unexpected and so touching and i was so overwhelmed and poof, before i knew it i was crying. =') that was worth my tears though. thanks so much and of coz wei xin, u all were...mmm... the rainbow after the rain, the sun amongst the clouds, the stars amidst the darkness.. the..aiyah u guys understand la :) i appreciate the 心意, LOADS :) i felt so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-803797345421112682?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/803797345421112682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=803797345421112682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/803797345421112682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/803797345421112682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/07/execution.html' title='The Execution'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4525292631979714806</id><published>2007-07-10T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:37:06.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>谁怕谁&lt;br /&gt;乌龟怕铁锤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你是乌龟&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我是铁锤 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED AND UPSET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4525292631979714806?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4525292631979714806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4525292631979714806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4525292631979714806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4525292631979714806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2932166231436670926</id><published>2007-07-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:40:54.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/7/2007</title><content type='html'>im here to blog for the sake of blogging! because it's 7/7/2007 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special coz i went on a shopping spree and bought loads of pretty stuff! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special coz.. of the live earth concert! and i saw huang xiao ming doing his a-go-go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special coz i taught my mum how to use the headvoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special coz there's 777 couples getting married today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special because i realized there's a reason why we get hgh on chilli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's special coz i finally have a concrete idea of wad kind of career i want to pursue. or at least i think i do. no more fumbling around in the dark! dun ask me wad it is though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风雨中&lt;br /&gt;玫瑰只要扎根在土壤&lt;br /&gt;总能够绽放&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but i shall continue to explore my options :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2932166231436670926?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2932166231436670926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2932166231436670926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2932166231436670926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2932166231436670926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/07/772007.html' title='7/7/2007'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3748916548616752038</id><published>2007-07-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:29.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MILKRUN 2007!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lKfb1LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MxZ3H5ABEks/s1600-h/P1011476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lKfb1LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MxZ3H5ABEks/s320/P1011476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082239150679905458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lafb1MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0xbDZ3cgpYg/s1600-h/P1011477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lafb1MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0xbDZ3cgpYg/s320/P1011477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082239154974872770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lqfb1NI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fZKKFN4TVRg/s1600-h/P1011478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lqfb1NI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fZKKFN4TVRg/s320/P1011478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082239159269840082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lqfb1OI/AAAAAAAAAKU/byQXjJnGzGs/s1600-h/P1011480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lqfb1OI/AAAAAAAAAKU/byQXjJnGzGs/s320/P1011480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082239159269840098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9l6fb1PI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WBHn5I1nbHk/s1600-h/P1011491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9l6fb1PI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WBHn5I1nbHk/s320/P1011491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082239163564807410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9Bqfb1GI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YaitWTXl_90/s1600-h/P1011471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9Bqfb1GI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YaitWTXl_90/s320/P1011471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082238540794549346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9B6fb1HI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HPnTLM-Ooo8/s1600-h/P1011472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9B6fb1HI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HPnTLM-Ooo8/s320/P1011472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082238545089516658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9CKfb1II/AAAAAAAAAJk/K5SwCwQWrRs/s1600-h/P1011474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9CKfb1II/AAAAAAAAAJk/K5SwCwQWrRs/s320/P1011474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082238549384483970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9Cafb1JI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Y_wx5ArOJkc/s1600-h/P1011475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9Cafb1JI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Y_wx5ArOJkc/s320/P1011475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082238553679451282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9Cqfb1KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TDBracyzT6I/s1600-h/P1011476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe74qfb1DI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bsT3KAekIB0/s320/P1011468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082237286664098866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe746fb1EI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1VXgMW_hxc8/s1600-h/P1011469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe746fb1EI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1VXgMW_hxc8/s320/P1011469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082237290959066178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe746fb1FI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XO5qMedv7dw/s1600-h/P1011470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe746fb1FI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XO5qMedv7dw/s320/P1011470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082237290959066194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR LYNN AND MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is no mean feat. only both of us were involved in e entire planning, e liasing, e sourcing. within 2 short weeks: right before, during blocks and immediately after. and lynn has been a great partner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR YIBING, YU JAY, KAI LING, SHARMAINE and to a smaller extent, e other J1s whi helped out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this event really allowed me to truly know more about them and to bond with them, esp since i couldnt go for OCIP batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon observing his attitude during weekly commserve, i have high hopes for yu jay, and am confident that he'll make a good vice-president. many had concerns over whether or not he'll be the second UH ERM (i shant name names) but now, im more confident that he's DEFINITELY A WHOLE LOT DIFFERENT FROM UH ERM. regarding UH URM, sometimes i really have doubts about whether or not he is HUMAN. u know, humans possess sensitivity and emotions and the need for company. and actually yu jay's not as rigid as how others think he is. he definitely has a wild side! to scream and shout on a chair to attract the DJ's attention, or to walk up to the DJ and ask for help in publicising, is definitely not something a rigid person will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a 180 degree change of my impression of shermaine. to be very honest, i dun really have a good impression of her. but in actual fact she is a pretty nice girl, though a little on the wild and crazy side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am impressed by kai ling too. by her spontaneity. that apart from being wild and crazy she can rise up to the occasion too and become cool and steady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yibing.. well yea, i saw that she had the potential to lead the entire exco a long time ago, so yup. but today she more of gave me the feeling of a nice simple little girl who is sincere and just puts her heart into doing wad she think needs to be done. so.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn has more to learn though, esp in terms of spontaneity when it comes to facing unexpected hiccups, and to put aside her prim and proper-ness in chaotic and messy situations like these when u need the energy and vitality. and i think she realised it. but it's ok! i have confidence in her =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's amazing how me, yu jay, kailing and shermaine were talking about hwa chong guys, nanyang girls, hwa chong, 06S71, 07S71, the fine line between thinking too much and upsetting oneself and blah blah blah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it's a really good experience! and great fun of course. it's a pity we made a loss though, and.. i better be prepared to get zam-ed by mrs ho. URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3748916548616752038?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3748916548616752038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3748916548616752038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3748916548616752038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3748916548616752038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/07/milkrun-2007.html' title='MILKRUN 2007!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Roe9lKfb1LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MxZ3H5ABEks/s72-c/P1011476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-443093021854718824</id><published>2007-06-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:32.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging Camp!</title><content type='html'>Date: June 11-13, Monday - Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 3 Days 2 Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Yew Mei Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who: Bestie and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29LLTlSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax_7wqKTIQc/s1600-h/P1011424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29LLTlSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax_7wqKTIQc/s320/P1011424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075546835902502178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started off the mugging camp by watching 新娘十八岁 on youtube! what a bad start, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_287LTlRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pwcZ5pe3CxQ/s1600-h/P1011423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_287LTlRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pwcZ5pe3CxQ/s320/P1011423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075546831607534866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestie's mugging corner. coerced into mugging because she's far away from the computer, MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29bLTlTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4qsoLToLsrM/s1600-h/P1011425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29bLTlTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4qsoLToLsrM/s320/P1011425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075546840197469490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY mugging corner. MUGGING MAKES ME MAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29rLTlUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/D7CdtEnxGmE/s1600-h/P1011426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29rLTlUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/D7CdtEnxGmE/s320/P1011426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075546844492436802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love mugging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_297LTlVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PVxuHFmV1og/s1600-h/P1011427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_297LTlVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PVxuHFmV1og/s320/P1011427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075546848787404114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE NOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5nLLTlWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ypA3mQTxt6E/s1600-h/P1011431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5nLLTlWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ypA3mQTxt6E/s320/P1011431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075549756480263522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼镜美女吗? HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5nrLTlXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rzVs7a3Z-oo/s1600-h/P1011428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5nrLTlXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rzVs7a3Z-oo/s320/P1011428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075549765070198130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUGGERS NO MORE! ANTI-MUGGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5n7LTlYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fqe75gUOmH4/s1600-h/P1011432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5n7LTlYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fqe75gUOmH4/s320/P1011432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075549769365165442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- ms neat and tidy -&gt; ms messy and unglam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5oLLTlZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AU2EkyT8u1c/s1600-h/P1011435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5oLLTlZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AU2EkyT8u1c/s320/P1011435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075549773660132754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm and cosy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5obLTlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OhLLAv2oDjY/s1600-h/P1011440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_5obLTlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OhLLAv2oDjY/s320/P1011440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075549777955100066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sulk as i look at my meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nbLTlbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G2ZxUey9De8/s1600-h/P1011441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nbLTlbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G2ZxUey9De8/s320/P1011441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075550860286858674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she grins as she looks at her feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTlcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DpsElP-SteU/s1600-h/P1011442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTlcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DpsElP-SteU/s320/P1011442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075550864581825986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! that's 100000000000000 calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTldI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0AR6d-XtYnI/s1600-h/wyz_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTldI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0AR6d-XtYnI/s320/wyz_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075550864581826002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during our free time we ogle over hunks like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTleI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EF5fLFORzGs/s1600-h/130948_3244138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_6nrLTleI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EF5fLFORzGs/s320/130948_3244138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075550864581826018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or babes like her! (she's my idol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: 0.0000000000000000000000001% of the stuff are mugged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-443093021854718824?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/443093021854718824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=443093021854718824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/443093021854718824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/443093021854718824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Mugging Camp!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/Rm_29LLTlSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax_7wqKTIQc/s72-c/P1011424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6991092313354019643</id><published>2007-06-05T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:36.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady's Armoire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;my capable bestie has created an online shopping blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theladysarmoire.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theladysarmoire.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do drop by! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072577810910122962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RmVqpLLTk9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jtcq2MuBWX8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;祝你生意兴隆! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6991092313354019643?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6991092313354019643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6991092313354019643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6991092313354019643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6991092313354019643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/06/ladys-armoire.html' title='The Lady&apos;s Armoire'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RmVqpLLTk9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jtcq2MuBWX8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5672833920699670990</id><published>2007-05-27T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T12:23:24.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon voyage!</title><content type='html'>Interact Exco!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5672833920699670990?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5672833920699670990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5672833920699670990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5672833920699670990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5672833920699670990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon voyage!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-16601629728811512</id><published>2007-05-26T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:05:22.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n.y.d.c.</title><content type='html'>just had a sumptuous &lt;em&gt;feast&lt;/em&gt; at n.y.d.c., or also the acronym for New York Dessert Cafe. it's shooting jts, and thank goodness i belong to the &lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;! all the girls turned up, and we happily dined together and left the UH ERM guys at the other tables. yay, &lt;em&gt;hc shooting girls :)&lt;/em&gt; we ate A LOT of mudpies, and i shall comment on them, so that next time if anyone of you happen to dine in n.y.d.c, you will know the right mudpie to order, since n.y.d.c.'s supposingly famous for their mudpies. and a mudpie costs $9.85! madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cookiemonster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chocolatey&lt;/em&gt; is probably the only word i can find to describe it. it's quite ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band aid (mine!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very nutty&lt;/em&gt;. and &lt;em&gt;fruity&lt;/em&gt;. and i really dun taste any liquor in it when it's supposed to have it. not really for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiramisu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quite nice&lt;/em&gt;! tastes like.. tiramisu :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grandma (something something)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very white. tastes a little like &lt;em&gt;vanilla&lt;/em&gt;, with marshmallows hidden within. dun really like it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant remember the name! i only remember it being right above band aid in the menu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;non-mudpies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamaico banana cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better like banana. it's practically banana to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mango cheesecake, with a scoop of mango ice cream at the side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm.. mainly just cheesecake. maybe with some mango syrup at the top?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-16601629728811512?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/16601629728811512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=16601629728811512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/16601629728811512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/16601629728811512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/nydc.html' title='n.y.d.c.'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6150477371861976348</id><published>2007-05-23T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:02:10.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mynoisyplayroom</title><content type='html'>oops, i was so bored that i created another blog to upload some of my random singings :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&gt; mynoisyplayroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's under one of those links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. enter at your own risk, because it's really lame let me warn you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6150477371861976348?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6150477371861976348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6150477371861976348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6150477371861976348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6150477371861976348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/mynoisyplayroom.html' title='mynoisyplayroom'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-8889107874905937868</id><published>2007-05-21T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:36.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>毛毛?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RlFsZMFlF0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/5Nhp2WCC4g0/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066950235765675842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RlFsZMFlF0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/5Nhp2WCC4g0/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new toy that has been keeping me entertained during my lonely days at home as i am being quarantined (sobsob!) and it will continue to do so :) it is bouncy and hairy and it shines! it is a lot of fun indeed ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8889107874905937868?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8889107874905937868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=8889107874905937868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8889107874905937868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/8889107874905937868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='毛毛?'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RlFsZMFlF0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/5Nhp2WCC4g0/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-94402264710127779</id><published>2007-05-20T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:07:34.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Starring: everlyn lee jia yi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;OCIP Batam &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chua doesnt want me to go on the trip. 1. she's afraid that i wun be able to recover in time 2. if i cause a chicken pox epidemic in batam who's gonna answer? 3. given my low immunity there is no guarantee that i wun contract some other disease during my stay in the village. so i will be replaced, AGAIN. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for days for the worst to come. but it has been 4-5 days and there's still no outbreak, no extreme itchiness, and im not disfigured. great :) perhaps that's how my chicken pox's going to be. some random poxy here and there and hardly even visible.. but still, there. but because of this there's no more OCIP Batam, no more nationals, no more selling of ice cream with the class, no more no more no more. sigh. there are so many things happening around me during this period of time- things that i should, by right, be involved in, but i cant and there's really nothing i can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;left out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and why did i bother choosing between shooting and interact in the first place? i wanted both, and now i end up with neither. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cast this spell to find good luck&lt;br /&gt;and hope my life will cease to suck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did recite this aloud 3 times, so.. please put an end to the streak of bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes indeed bestie! somehow, our fates seemed to be intertwined.. 我们的命运是互相牵连着的.. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-94402264710127779?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/94402264710127779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=94402264710127779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/94402264710127779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/94402264710127779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A Series of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2137452243126635025</id><published>2007-05-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:37:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;what a sudden twist of events&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains the sudden and sporadic fevers, as well as the rising number of red spots all over my body. i was prepared for 1. dengue (since the doc said that there are increasing number of cases of dengue recently) or 2. chicken pox (since there's this poster in the clinic which says that there is a CHICKEN POX EPIDEMIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, to sidetrack, i really like the doc im seeing now! URM, i mean the way how a patient respects and likes his or her doc. reeeally friendly and funny. he looks like the kind of doctor who is very meticulous and will go the extra mile to ensure that his patients remain in the pink of health :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's really interesting to know how the doctors describe a chicken pox at its initial stage. to quote and unquote him, &lt;em&gt;morning dew on a rose petal.&lt;/em&gt; ohmygosh what a beautiful name! for a chicken pox -.- and when i asked him what will happen if i still go to school, he merely said that then the principal will have to announce to the whole school that there is an epidemic in hwachong institution and is caused by this girl -&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have the power to be the source of an epidemic!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never expected myself to be down with chicken pox this lifetime. not after being chickenpox-free for 18 years of my life. it's like i almost forgot that i am in actual fact very susceptible to the disease. oh well, the doc got his at 25 years old, so who am i to complain haha. right now i dun exactly feel very bad. no fever, no extreme itchiness yet, so it's actually like yay! all of a sudden i can chuck my maths notes aside and can afford not to do my biology tutorial yet. (heyyy but for long term's sake i am still against the idea of ponning the maths test and the tutorials and all the lectures to come ok :( i still have no idea what am i to do yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to be happy yet. i think the doc made it clear that the worst is yet to come. how is the worst going to be like? OHMYGOSH I SO DUN WANNA KNOW. honestly i dun really want tml to arrive. i dun think i'll dare to look at my own face in the mirror tml. im so not prepared to see myself disfigured. AHHHH. and the extreme itchiness. and the urge to scratch them but u know u cant. so u cant do anything but to leave your entire body itching like.. i cant find an analogy to that. yet. WAD A TORTURE. what a scary thought even *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really REALLY hope that everything will be manageable. especially when i contract it only at this age. and no scars pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to side track again, 然后得到多少并不计较..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2137452243126635025?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2137452243126635025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2137452243126635025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2137452243126635025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2137452243126635025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/05/chicken-pox-day-1.html' title='Chicken Pox Day 1'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5662506429722718047</id><published>2007-05-12T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T16:28:29.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i really have no idea what is happening to me. everybody else seems to be improving and i seem to be the only one spiralling downwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt feel good to be replaced. i would rather not be there in the first place. but i guess i have to face it; that's how it works for sports. and it's quite ironic how the person you have been encouraging now replaces you. oh well, that's.. hc airpistol for you. one more person in the team means one less person in the team. but it's only right that i give up my place to someone more deserving. i still wish them all the best and hopefully, we can create history by bringing in a medal for the school :) we are after all, hc airpistol GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what angers me the most is THE coach. not my but THE. WAD RIGHT DO YOU HAVE TO INSULT ME LIKE THAT. N.O.N.E. ABSOLUTELY ZERO. IF I BRING THIS UP TO THE SCHOOL I MAY WELL KICK YOUR ASS. no u din say it to me before, so dun assume u did! and pls, get the full picture. and i know it, pls stop harping on it at the most inappropriate time. and it doesnt help when u are the one breaking the news. walks over, says 如果你再这样继续下去, 你将会被淘汰掉.我说得出,就做得到. and turns to leave, leaving me to continue with my last ten shots while controlling my tears. best coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it does seem like i am now paying the price for my choice to go for the OCIP trip. i heard the coach asking my EX- teammate and my supposed replacement. is anyone of you going overseas over the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok...it's my choice, and i've seen this coming the day i made my choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5662506429722718047?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4274973917160223013</id><published>2007-04-29T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:16:06.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amelie Poulain</title><content type='html'>amelie poulain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh we used to be so alike in so many ways. maybe there are still some remnants of amelie poulain in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremely introverted&lt;br /&gt;with a wild and crazy imagination&lt;br /&gt;a little of an oddball&lt;br /&gt;who entertains oneself with the simple pleasures in life&lt;br /&gt;and finds joy simply in making a small impact in others' lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i grew up, i got sick of being so cowardly, just like amelie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4274973917160223013?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4274973917160223013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4274973917160223013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4274973917160223013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4274973917160223013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/amelie-poulain.html' title='Amelie Poulain'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7591736279284126569</id><published>2007-04-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelina!</title><content type='html'>i am always excited when people who once crossed my path make it big. well one i actually KNOW these people who made it big. and secondly, i am really happy for them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously it was JJ Lin, my music instructor who taught me during my holiday crash course in LWS music school, who made it to the top 20 of Singapore Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, it's angelina tay who made it to the top10 of Ms Singapore Universe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056276201644239858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RiuAaoVEK_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/N4ympajx0is/s320/angelina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met her during an attachment to the Esplanade when i was in Sec 3. she was one of the CSOs whom i became very close to (n made my whole experience at e esplanade a really memorable one) haha, she's AMAZING. a degree in psychology, urmm maybe a bit grouchy for ending up as a CSO in the esplanade, but already a part-time Ch 5 actress then, and she set up her own belly dancing school and is an instructor and a performer. it's really wonderful to see her still doing very well many years later since i last contacted her :'):'):')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WISH U ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL E BEST IN UR FUTURE ENDEAVOURRRRRRR!!! :D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7591736279284126569?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7591736279284126569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=7591736279284126569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7591736279284126569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/7591736279284126569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/angelina.html' title='Angelina!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RiuAaoVEK_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/N4ympajx0is/s72-c/angelina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1378602003014009580</id><published>2007-04-18T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T22:10:25.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interact</title><content type='html'>it's scary how my decision can change overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 hours ago, the probability of going training and getting myself a place in the team for sure is 2/3. now, the probability becomes 1/3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know why i felt that way yesterday. it's &lt;strong&gt;logic&lt;/strong&gt;. if i give up going to batam, i am merely giving up on all the intangibles, like closer bonds between me and the interact exco, like the experience and the possible insights that i will gain and the possible change in perspectives, like my values. if i give up going to trainings, i am giving up on the tangibles, like possibly giving up the place in the school team, and a possibly attractive-looking CCA record. so isnt the choice like so blatantly right-smack before my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, it's &lt;strong&gt;sentiments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at all e potential elects who are running for interact exco, and how we judge them, and seriously, i am.. i dunno wad to say. i dun understand why i took so long to realize this, to see how difficult it actually IS to get into the interact exco. there are soo many people vying for the limited spaces, and there are soo many promising candidates. i cannot imagine how much faith kai qian and the rest of the previous batch of interact exco had in me, that i will be able to carry out my duties well and contribute to the exco and to interact, to choose me over the other elects. i promised them that i will put interact over shooting, and somehow, it'll be unjustifiable for me to choose shooting trainings over this OCIP trip with the interact exco simply because i want to be in the school team. it's just somehow not right.. as a person. it's like how can i go against my promise to the previous exco and the exco now? where are my values then? moreover, i said that e reason why i hope to join the school team is because i feel that i need that to motivate me to go for trainings, to challenge my personal best. however, after thinking it through, i think that i can do just that simply by signing up for all the mini competitions, like invitational shoots, monthly shoots etc. going for the nationals is exactly just like them, except that it sounds more prestigious. to put it simply, it's just the title "SCHOOL TEAM" and "NATIONALS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i risk getting myself kicked out of the school team by going for the OCIP. it's a huge sacrifice, to me at least. is it worth it? i dunno. is it a wise decision? i dunno. will i come to regret it in the days to come? i dunno. am i being too &lt;strong&gt;idealistic&lt;/strong&gt;? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will not leave things to chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today there's this elect whom i felt gave a great answer to a question. maybe it was prepared, but i was inspired all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;logic or sentiment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sentiment, because i believe that sentiment stems from logic. u need to have faith in what u are doing and do what u think is right and justifiable, before u can believe in what u are doing and have the &lt;strong&gt;passion&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i merely trying to justify my decision? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1378602003014009580?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1378602003014009580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1378602003014009580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1378602003014009580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1378602003014009580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/ocip.html' title='Interact'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-5852941835059254311</id><published>2007-04-16T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:19:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interact Vs Shooting</title><content type='html'>i toss a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCIP interact on one side. shooting on e other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if chance says shooting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss out on THE ocip. it's not any other ocip. it's THE ocip with THE interact exco. a chance to bond, and i value the chance. during e past year i havent really bonded with w the interact exco, like really really bond, n im sure it's gonna be one of my regrets upon leaving hwachong. over the months interact exco has gradually evolved to become a duty, a responsibility, and i really dun like it. i find it most memorable only when i do stuff for the betterment of the people i care for, like say.. the class? or so as to spend time with the people i find very enjoyable to be with coz i know i want to cherish the times we share together, like say.. MSH? it's not that i have anything against interact exco- they are unbelievably fun people, and i think we rock way more than e interact exco before us. it's like we revamped the entire interact n how e interact exco works. it's just that u dun feel this.. really really strong.. attachment, which i find it a great pity. maybe it's because i missed out on the ocip trip last year, maybe it's because of the different wings in school, maybe it's because of the different social circles that do not overlap, maybe it's because i haven spend enough time with them due to some reason or the other, maybe i wun ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if chance says interact&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if things are really according to wad my captains say, that im in the team, i will miss out on training on 4 days. or probably 5 because i'll be so drained out on the next day to go for training. seriously i have no idea wad e coach will do, like say kick me out of the team because im so uncommitted? to be honest i want to be in the team. i need to have motivation, a driving force to keep me going to trainings, to grit my teeth when training gets physically and mentally torturous, to force myself to excel. maybe improve is a better word. working hard to get into the team is one motivation, working hard to bring honour to e school is another. oh, not to mention to challenge my personal best. but i have no idea if im really chop chop in e team! i dunno, i just feel very insecure. but to be disgustingly practical, i dun tink missing 4 days of training will make a whole lot of difference for me. we missed out on so much last year! we are so far lagging behind i dun think even a miracle can help us. but e good thing is that even so, i do feel the.. pressing need to train and train so that we at least walk into the competition grounds feeling prepared and able to do our best. IF im in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there shouldnt be this clash of commitments ever since i've decided to put interact as my first cca. but why does this heavy responsibility of being in the school team land on me when there's already no backing out of the interact exco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but is the coin a biased one?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5852941835059254311?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5852941835059254311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=5852941835059254311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5852941835059254311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/5852941835059254311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/interact-vs-shooting.html' title='Interact Vs Shooting'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6264186409840671944</id><published>2007-04-11T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:14:42.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Shalalala</title><content type='html'>happy shalalala, it's so nice to be happy shalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first ever A in hwachong! (how sad) and it's for econs! (e A power worked!) and B for GP! esp when i havent passed a GP essay this year and i was SUPER demoralized. tot i screwed it up again but it turned out i didnt. how strange! but nvm. weee! i told ms lim tt econs n gp are my worst subjects, and it turned out tt they are the best. she must be thinking wad a confused girl i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it great to be easy happy? :) i guess i can never understand how one can force oneself towards the cliff and be so blinded by grades to realize that one only needs to take a step backwards to see that the world is still such a wonderful place. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy, shalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6264186409840671944?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6264186409840671944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6264186409840671944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6264186409840671944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6264186409840671944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-shalalala.html' title='Happy Shalalala'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-543907637652705533</id><published>2007-04-08T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T02:38:47.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewarming!</title><content type='html'>this is just one of the many stayovers and one of the many bbqs i had with the class, but i've decided to pen it down all e same for remembrance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pauline and all e guys except denny dropped by my purple and yellow house to.. well, take a look at my purple and yellow house. we din do much, except some dunking activity. gary and wilson was dunked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before midnight yuming and yowyow K.O.ed, then pauline wilson mitch n gary played mahjong while me n ks watched donnie darko. it's a great movie! analyzing the movie inside out was great fun ;) and after the movie i had this really strange urge to cry. i think it's quite a depressing movie. after that we switched to poker, n i am e rich who dun have to borrow from the central bank muahaha! i think im lucky whenever i play poker. maybe i'll fa cai coz of poker in the future. HMMM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched The Reaping. i was so freaked out i had my fingers in my ears throughout the movie! it's not too bad, at least it was easier to understand than donnie darko. but perhaps as equally dark. i think i need to watch a light-hearted movie soon. and then there's bbq at night! pauline and most of the guys came again, and then there was their favourite activity again-DUNKING. this time, it was yowyow and wilson. wad a strange tradition we have! well but it was all in the name of fun. at least we had a tradition! i think our class's guys became more bonded this year as compared to the previous year, which is great! i am happy :) ohh but i probably will get blacklisted in my condo. oh well! wad's wrong with having some fun :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house is officially warmed! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-543907637652705533?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/543907637652705533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=543907637652705533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/543907637652705533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/543907637652705533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/housewarming.html' title='Housewarming!'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3360924743771179523</id><published>2007-04-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:52:42.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need</title><content type='html'>i need STRENGTH. i need CONCENTRATION. i need PERSEVERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but where r all of them today when i need them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. hey body dun fail me at this crucial period. MIND OVER BODY. but why is it tt my mind's not cooperating as well..? let's play a game of concentration. when gun in hand, BULLSEYE and nothing else. shoo all distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow but if i really get into e school team, the training during june hols is SICK. sigh shant think so far ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3360924743771179523?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3360924743771179523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3360924743771179523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3360924743771179523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3360924743771179523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-need.html' title='I Need'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1324278850003882272</id><published>2007-04-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:42:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>well, here to blog simply because I AM TOO BORRRRED :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random thought, girls cry when they are sad, but what go guys do when they are sad? hmmm. maybe tt's e reason why guys tend to be more violent and more easily addicted to alcohols and smoking. welll.. price to pay for having to live up to the name of being the stronger sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1324278850003882272?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1324278850003882272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=1324278850003882272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1324278850003882272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/1324278850003882272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-399087001516173504</id><published>2007-03-31T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T03:00:19.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yew Mei!</title><content type='html'>and once again, the cat is killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out things that i think i'll be better off not knowing, for they disturb me rather badly. sometimes, ignorance is indeed bliss eh? n e worst thing is that they are stuck in my head. i guess i'll lock them up in a far corner of my head, throw away the key, go to sleep, and wake up to a brand new day, a brand new room, a brand new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm hmm, i have officially moved into my new home. at past midnight. althought all the stuff are in cartons and there are some more at my relative's house. at 1 am i was climbing into a van and my dad drove us to seng kang from bukit panjang, and at 2 am, we reached yew mei in my dad's car. quite shiok though, the roads were practically empty. houses and malls and buses were dark, and there's no one on the streets. we unwound the windows and my dad sped through the highways, with chill wind blowing hard against our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving out of my relative's house was something i looked forward to when i moved in. i am still very glad to have our own privacy now, but maybe the stay wasnt as bad after all. at least when i go home there's actually somebody in the house. and i wun get dinners at irregular timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so right now im blogging in my new home! rather kiddy palace look-alike with the odd mix of different shades of purple and yellow. welll we were merely being adventurous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i still cant believe i gave up running to sch this morn. i thought i'll be late anw, might as well go have breakfast at macs with my dad. and so i reached class 20 mins after bio lesson have commenced. she asked if i overslept. i wonder how she would react if i had told her nope i went to have big breakfast instead. haha in e end i just smiled sheepishly at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay using the net rocks now. or at least i think it does 0.o with my new laptop and my imba comp speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo it's late. home sweet home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-399087001516173504?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/399087001516173504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RgVkTWKiv-I/AAAAAAAAADk/J7oBdXeITzM/s1600-h/img026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045549241068601314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RgVkTWKiv-I/AAAAAAAAADk/J7oBdXeITzM/s320/img026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;weeee neoprints! havent taken them for ages already. ehe, girls' fasination :D hmmm.. i realise i like to draw stuff over our heads. haha! ah lazy to cut it, shall just put everything up :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-8396863561131579182?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/8396863561131579182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-3393135793928770308</id><published>2007-03-19T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:12:48.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GP essay GG! cant seem to write a proper GP essay =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha random. ah haven blogged a meaningful entry for long erps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-3393135793928770308?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3393135793928770308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=3393135793928770308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3393135793928770308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/3393135793928770308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/03/gp-essay-gg-cant-seem-to-write-proper.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2887816133895419226</id><published>2007-03-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T21:40:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah! interesting article found in yesterday's straits times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the article, i think i am more of an auditory person. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"auditory people love to talk and are easily distracted by noise. they prefer listening to music, going to the theatre and opera, to reading and working on handicrafts"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-2887816133895419226?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/2887816133895419226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=2887816133895419226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2887816133895419226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/2887816133895419226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/03/ah-interesting-article-found-in.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-2401790433860699519</id><published>2007-03-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T21:20:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im there but not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be a great leader and teammate, you &lt;strong&gt;inspire&lt;/strong&gt; others to grow &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you still have a lot more to learn, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u remain the most amazing person i've ever worked with thus far :)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-7469885577832085055</id><published>2007-02-16T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T04:10:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry.. and thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-7469885577832085055?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/7469885577832085055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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does it feel like to be brought high up and then was let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAM&lt;/strong&gt;. hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt that ambitious when i first joined e competition. they raised my hopes up. i thought i did well n they &lt;em&gt;appear&lt;/em&gt; to confirm that i did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be lying if i tell u im not disappointed. i am, in fact,&lt;strong&gt; VERY&lt;/strong&gt; disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's e risk of being too hopeful. you fall versus you crash. of course the latter hurts more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wun be scarred, n i shall continue to be hopeful towards many things. *resolved*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我不要变得小小的 找不到自我 好象被什么人 放在口袋 没天空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-5725172627386280753?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6399881483157918241</id><published>2007-02-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:13:56.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talentime</title><content type='html'>im taking a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;step forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i wun have e courage to do this. fears of what others will think and how they will perceive me. fears of others laughing at my silliness n impracticality. fears of THAT maluating experience repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so i took e yellow form :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad im doing e things i promised myself i would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Vocal Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really nervous. so my breathing was irregular and i found myself short of breath at e start of e song. plus realised tt e singer's voice couldnt be switched off so have to lower e volume of the music down. which means any imperfection in pitching would be right-smack obvious. e 2 judges dun look like they were impressed, except tt ms. selva would flash me this pretty smile of hers whenever i look up at her n then my inner voice will go "gee is she understanding a single thing tt im singing?" n e other judge will remain straight-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot i screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really really REALLY disappointed tt i let my nerves get in e way again. yet an unexpected surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received a phone call tt night telling me tt i was in. 15 out of 37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;special thanks to all those who practised with me and/or stayed to listen to me sing. really appreciate it loads!! n it really helped a lot :):) n also all those who gave me support in one way or another :):) &lt;3!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thusday&lt;br /&gt;Vocal Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e holding area was bustling with life. SERIOUSLY. with people lugging around guitars, wrapping themselves up in thrash bags (?!), dancers dancing. surprisingly, i was pretty calm this time. ny girl power!! n maybe i alr know wad to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i tot we did well! still waiting for good news lehhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Vocal Solo Semi Finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e situation in e holding area was TOTALLY different from wed. e obvious reduction in numbers was one. e second is that e remaining contestants look much more confident, look much more experienced, and sound much more pro-er. n then i started to feel e stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 6 judges now. i felt e nervousness once again. n at e beginning i was distracted n forgot 3 words of e song n simply mumbled my way through. obviously they caught it coz some looked up then. im sure i was penalized for tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i recovered fast enough n got into e 'on-form'. in e midst of my singing i even caught sight of this judge who has a comical face singing along with me! n aft my song he gave me e loudest n most enthu claps. n i tink before i left he said 'thank you everlyn'. joel was nodding after i finished my song. so well, i tink i did quite ok! quite up to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a pity if i cant get into e finals because i forgot 3 words of my lyrics. if tt was e one which costs me. but if all were to end here, i will still be contented because i have achieved my aim, which is to challenge myself to stay composed even when singing to a crowd n when being judged. couldnt have expected more for now. except for tt minor minor slip. tt minor minor slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results gonna be out next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6399881483157918241?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6399881483157918241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6399881483157918241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6399881483157918241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6399881483157918241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/02/talentime.html' title='Talentime'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-1057561483187945760</id><published>2007-01-26T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:01:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>58</title><content type='html'>am i zai or am i zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my installed sales record for December's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58&lt;/strong&gt; sales&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd among the 100+ MSH starhub direct sales executives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;≈&lt;strong&gt;2.5k&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-1057561483187945760?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4687786477422944096</id><published>2007-01-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:18:19.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's so much to a human being. i dun like to confine ourselves to merely a few adjectives. i think everyone's like a blend of a few different colours with many different shades and many different depths. these should be beyond what words can express. i think the adjectives simplify a person far too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. im not making sense. i think my brain is simply too tired to organise these scattered thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Drained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不愿去相信&lt;br /&gt;我们之间&lt;br /&gt;隔着海洋的距离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSH chalet tml!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4687786477422944096?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4687786477422944096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4687786477422944096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4687786477422944096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4687786477422944096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/01/theres-so-much-to-human-being.html' title=''/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6934769096690210621</id><published>2007-01-16T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:18:29.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>星光闪烁如何拥有&lt;br /&gt;站在远方才看见星空的轮廓&lt;br /&gt;虽然有时候会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还舍不得把你封锁&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6934769096690210621?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6355733942720604642</id><published>2007-01-13T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:59:22.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campfire 2007</title><content type='html'>i have officially moved to bukit panjang. so im now living under the same roof as my relatives. i cant wait to move out in march! it's so tiring. i have to stay cooped up in my room most of the time coz i feel that i dun really have e right to walk about freely in e house as n when i want to or hog e tv n channel-surf, n i cant make a lot of noise like scream across the house to get my parents etc, n i cannot 'leave things after me'. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at our juniors participate in the campfire yesterday, it was exactly like what alicia said, "it seems like only yesterday we did all that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories of last year's campfire were still fresh in my mind. n because of that, i cant help but make comparisons between our junior class n our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel that e juniors still have a long way to go to being a united class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during our orientation, i wun say tt 06S71 is a very enthu n loud (well im glad we're not) class, but we r a cooperative class. each individual gives in for e best of our class. not to forget 06S71 staying in sch till v late at night to practise e dance, n going for dinner tgt thereafter. n e watermelon game! i rmb people on e table squeeeezing tgt like squeezing pulp out of lemon to make space for classmates not yet on e table n people lending a helping hand to get people up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed to see e amt of effort actually put into e 07S71 class flag n performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was even disppointed to see people looking longingly at their classmates on e table n yet nobody bothered to make space or lend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was most disappointed to see their unappreciative attitude towards their very nice n supportive seniors who are seriously doing a lot for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did e angel-mortal board for them coz e box they offered to decorate is a bit, uh erm, sad. we wrecked our minds to plan fun games for them on the senior-meet-juniors day, baked a cake, ordered pizzas, prepared e room, took pictures n everything. not forgetting that we paid for these stuff through our own pockets. we crashed their gathering at fish tank, their lunch at mad jack, their games-playing at e canteen, their performance at e hall to cheer for them, so much so that we are beginning to feel like stalkers. n of couse e planning for e watermelon game n e KAP supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im beginning to emphatise with our 05S71 seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im grateful that im a part of 06S71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a perfect class i know, there are much to be improved on, but im glad that we are a bunch of fun-loving lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n there's hwa chong of couse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dun like those kind of cliche song n dance sessions that supposedly are to show ur love for e sch or sth. but im really really glad i chose hwa chong over victoria n grateful that i made it in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwa chong has unbelievably many events n activities that made school-life so much more interesting n created so many memories. i think i am still able to narrate what exactly happened at each of the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overheard a junior asking our e 05S71 seniors if jc life was e most fun time in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e seniors din give a direct reply, but instead digressed to jc1 was more fun than jc2 blah blah. i think to them, it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess if that question was directed to me, i would have confidently said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(despite e many downs, we have our ups too :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6355733942720604642?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6355733942720604642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6355733942720604642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6355733942720604642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6355733942720604642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/01/campfire-2007.html' title='Campfire 2007'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4361577733378254085</id><published>2007-01-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:51.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opposites</title><content type='html'>ohhh myyy im totally obsessed with my blogskin! i found the theme 'opposites' to be very inspiring and intriguing ;) enjoy the pictures! they are photographs btw, entries of a photography competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016928778525266274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-2JKtu0WI/AAAAAAAAACs/A-vAWGpBvZQ/s200/85627UXAW_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a simple phtograph that i believe is quite self-explanatory. but simplicity is beauty isnt it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016928031200956706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-1dqtu0SI/AAAAAAAAACM/i5ww0OhqvV0/s200/85550ntVS_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A literal expression of life and death. of the blossomed and the withered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016928035495924018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-1d6tu0TI/AAAAAAAAACU/sS2xLFf92oI/s200/85690yEGD_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A more abstract expression of life and death. so contradicting. but i guess with every death comes new life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016928035495924034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-1d6tu0UI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zo1eBqur2cs/s200/86574ntVS_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There are 2 opposites in here. The white vs the black. but it's too obvious and it's not as pretty as the first one. add on e 2nd opposite and it has a wondrous effect. near vs far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016928039790891346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-1eKtu0VI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZALj2yGYJuw/s200/86420GMOK_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not a pretty pic, but i like e idea. something strong against something fragile. the best thing is that they can co-exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-4361577733378254085?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4361577733378254085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=4361577733378254085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4361577733378254085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/4361577733378254085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/01/opposites.html' title='Opposites'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ-2JKtu0WI/AAAAAAAAACs/A-vAWGpBvZQ/s72-c/85627UXAW_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-6616454465741662774</id><published>2007-01-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:22:31.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Or Not</title><content type='html'>im thinking whether i shd make my blog more public. i do up my blog n of course i hope more will get to see it. n there r people i couldnt constantly get in touch with so naturally i'll hope there''s an avenue in which they can get updated about me. but then if my blog's more public that means there's less i can write in my blog! so contradicting..just like my blogskin ;) sorrrrey im too fascinated with my blogskin liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173752-6616454465741662774?l=freakysaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6616454465741662774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173752&amp;postID=6616454465741662774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6616454465741662774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173752/posts/default/6616454465741662774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysaint.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-thinking-whether-i-shd-make-my-blog.html' title='Public Or Not'/><author><name>forEVER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14506658057430668805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173752.post-4700685383815667132</id><published>2007-01-06T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stylo Mylo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ58S6tu0QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QXPk44X8qQ4/s1600-h/P1011307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016583699377869058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQi6SwhnAT8/RZ58S6tu0QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QXPk44X8qQ4/s200/P1011307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhh myyy i LOVE my blogskin! ;) it's so &lt;strike&gt;schizophrenic&lt;/strike&gt; STYLO~ and don't u think it resembles his tee? 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